Yo! Do ya wanna go
To a B.M. fiasco?
The time is ripe
Call the bluff on hype
Blow up the fiasco
It’s our show
Tonight
Shine the light
Shine the light
Shine the light
Daniel Brouse writes the song Home Free at Occupy Philadelphia
Am C7 Em
Am7 Em
Home
Where the free and the brave roam
Alone
Will you take it in your hand
Together
Will you make a stand
Whether
The hypocrite weather
Raining
Like fat cats and hogs
Reigning
Like fat cats and hogs
Rainin’ em like cats and dogs
Capo 4
I’m thinking of how to rid IN
The coldness of inJustIce ice
May the thaw begin
Pray (that) the Awe win
Get it out
From within
Rid the IN
Bid the IN
A fair adieu
Will you?
Protesters march at City Hall in Center City Philadelphia, PA
This is about pro-protesting. I am all for protesting and spend time protesting for protesting. Lately, I’ve seen too much poor protesting. If you are going to protest, please do so properly.
Why will we climb the mountain?
Because it’s there
Why will we protest the mountain?
Because we can
Why aren’t we chicken to cross the road?
We’ve got to get to the other side
Besides, we should
Occupy Philly? Oh, yeah!
Really? Oh, yeah!
We are protesting for protesting
We are testing
Testing, testing, 1, 2, 3
Testing humanity
The humane you
The humane me
Protesting for protesting
Suggesting testing
Of the population
As one nation…
Under God
written and recorded while sitting under The Thinker statue at the Rodin Museum in Philadelphia, PA
Now, can you tell me
What you think of that?
Spoiled child… raised a brat
No offspring should ever see
Such a bastard… filthy rat
Glad to see my child will be
Free from ignorance
No need for pity
Free from arrogance
What do you think of that
The thought of ought
And, then to act
Tell me, Rodin, what do you think of that?
Natural beauty
I was warming up with a little guitar playing at Love Park in Philadelphia, when a lady passing by gave me a thumb’s up. This song is about the feeling you get when you give (or receive) a positive message.
Pluck B string and E string starting on B. Slide E1 from B to F#. x2.
Slide octave D / Db / D
B / D
If you think you’re stuck
Between a rock and a hard place
Retrace
The steps of your future
To see how you make it out
It’s far-out
How you can see
What steps to take
There’s no doubt
You can get free
Make what you make
Of it
All depends
What we make
Of it
All depends
What we make
Of it
This song was written and recorded on the streets of Philadelphia… while the Streets Department jackhammers the street… and after having a conversation with a scientist about the shape of things to come.
Music written in West Chester and Philadelphia.
Lyrics written at 2nd and Chestnut Streets, Old City, Philadelphia while I sat against the “Corn Exchange Bank”. The chorus came about when a man that appeared to be homeless approached me… and gave me a dollar.
E E
E C7 E
E E E E
C7 E
Am C C7
Free is
What free does
What free is was
Freedom
’til then
Holler with you dollar
Let your goodness
Grace us
With
Goodness gracious
Men thinking
They could wall tall
To make others
Feel small
Without blinking
Squashing
No consideration
At all
A federation
Of corruption
Damnation crusade
Tryin’ persuade
By destruction
Men thinking
They could walk talk
Please,
Drop to your knees
LYRICS
Thinking of you
On this hot summer night
Wondering if
You just might….
Going down to Downey’s
Plenty of players there
With the spirit to experiment
What sound can be found?
Thinking of you
On this hot summer night
Wondering if
You just might….
Take some singers to Ringers
Bring more to the dance floor
Give a look that’s meant
To ask if there’s more
Thinking of you
On this hot summer night
Wondering if
You’ll improve my sight
Catch a glimpse
Through the crowd
We’ll sing our song
We’ll sing it loud
With astral dancing
Made for romancing
Embrace the space
While we have the chance