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bookmark_borderArm Strong

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LYRICS
As sure as our lives are long
We’ve got to… got to get along
In numbers is our strength
Let’s get strong

There is right and wrong
Don’t let “Done Me Wrong” by your only song
Give flight to the might of right
And, it won’t be long
Let’s get strong

Arm Strong .mp3 (Free MP3 Download or Streaming Auido)

 

ABOUT THIS SONG
Capo 2
C / Am / Em
Em / G

Written and recorded on August 1, 2012 in West Chester, Pennsylvania.

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals

The song has to do with my ancestors, King Duncan of Scotland and the Armstrongs. One side of my family is related to King Duncan. He was murdered. The other side of my family cut down trees making it look like the forest was storming the castle in revenge of the murder (as described in Shakespeare’s Macbeth: Act V. Scene III.) The clan was named Armstrong and given a coat-of-arms symbolizing the event.

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from the album Better Than An Itch
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderAll In

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LYRICS
Taking the all in
The best that I can
Taking the all in
The best that you can

Taking the all in
No need of a place to begin
More like a sponge… near infinite points on the fringe

Taking the all in
No need of a place to end
More like a circle or cycle
Your future’s right ’round the bend

Taking the all in
The best that I can
Taking you all in
That best that we can

 

All In .mp3

 

ABOUT THE SONG
Capo 5
Am / Dm
G / Em / Am

Written and record on July 29 and 30, 2012 in West Chester and Marsh Creek State Park, Chester County, PA.

from the album Better Than An Itch
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderI Met A Girl

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LYRICS
I met a girl
(She) wanted a five second song
But, ya see, Jessi…
I’ve already written… there’s another Jessi
And, it’ll take too long
For me to fall for you

I met a girl
Andrea the atheist
She wanted to know my twist on this
“My God’s a lady
and, lately
She’s fed up feeding man”
Who bites the hand…
… of the one that feed ’em?

I met a girl called Lee Ann
And, man…
She changed the scene
With my tambourine
The Spirit shined ever brighter
On the streets of the wrong and righter (writer)

I met a girl
Jenny Roadside on the road’s side
She asked if I’d mind…
Could she play my guitar
When ya bring on the music, dance and sing
Brings mating of souls…
Everlasting

I met a gang of girls
Whose giggles and smiles
Changed the world
Like an army of angels
the moments making life special

I Met A Girl (Free .MP3 Downloads)

ABOUT THE SONG
F#m / Em
Em / Am / Bm

The song was written and recorded on the streets of West Chester. Over the past couple weeks, a large number of females have approached me as I played on the street. Here a few have been named, though all were special.

More from the album: Have Studio. Will Travel

by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderThe Hippie Blues

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inspired by Mike Garrity, David Hawkins, Eric Laos, Jayar Bass and all the other souls at the party

I’ve seen the strangest things
These past nights
The brightest lights
Happening hues
Giving life clues

I’ve heard the strangest things
These last days
Bands on the banks
Playing the hippie blues
Catching the early rays
With a community born
From love and harmony

They’ve become kin to me
We’re starting to see
What we can do
When we care to share

Everyone sings:
We’re happy to be
In each other’s company
To catch the thrill
Of the soul spill

bookmark_borderWe’re Movin’

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We’ll kick it into,
Interstellar overdrive,
As we get into,
Some rock n’ roll n’ space truckin’,
We’ll be movin’ in the grove n’ ecstasy,
Astral travelers charting their (very own) destiny,
Flightless birds on an airborne journey.

Space Truckers, “Start your engines!”
It’s time to look alive,
This is no fantasy,
It’s much easier to survive,
When we act like we’re livin’,
Let’s get movin’ in the grove n’ ecstasy,
Astral travelers purposely charting our destiny,
Flightless birds on an airborne journey.

I like the look of your chassis,
Will you be my spiritual vehicle?
After seeing your undercarriage,
I’d like propose marriage,
Of our psyche,
Now, hope you don’t mind,
If I turn you on,
With the twist of your key,
I hear the beginnin’s,
Of your engine,
You purr when you run,
Back in the saddle, again,
I feel the heat of your seat,
And, it’s making my heart beat.

Enough of following losers,
Trying to peddle meddle,
You make up where I did lag,
Your mine and I’m yours,
Now! Faster! Pass Her this way,
And, I think we’ll find,
The ultimate payday,
Wow! I owe it to you — the checkered flag!

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
We are movin’ in the grove n’ ecstasy,
Astral travelers arriving at our destiny,
Flightless birds on an airborne journey…
Never wantin’ to abandon the sojourn.