bookmark_borderGetting Heavy

LYRICS
You must be kidding me
Can’t believe the things I see
The relativity
Of spacetime gravity

It’s hard to believe
It’s gettin’ heavy
Damn it… the mass of our planet
Causing our morals to plummet

Another sister or brother
Turning on one another
Doesn’t anyone bother?
Make an effort to discover

Protesters protesting protesters
Like prehistoric raptors
Preaching like Southern pastors
More like rat bastards

Getting Heavy.mp3

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ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Reggae Music
Chords: D G7 / Am C / Am C E / E Am G7 D
Recording: digital 1-track stereo / recorded live

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, Boss Loop Station, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)

From the album The Dread Nots
by Daniel Brouse

More by Narley Marley

bookmark_borderBlack And Purple

LYRICS
Looks like we blew a gasket
Not to mention a short circuit
Hard to get to heaven when you’re out bruisin’
Upside down King-of-the-hill is loosin’

Looks like we got a case of the basket
Want to be the first inside a casket
Hard to get to heaven when you’re out bruisin’
Upside down King-of-the-hill is loosin’

Looks like we got a loose screw, too
And… my, oh, my… a brick or two shy
Hard to get to heaven when you’re out bruisin’
Upside down King-of-the-hill is loosin’

Too many cooks in the kitchen
Fixing up bats in the belfry
Itchin’ for sanity
Itchin’ for some sanity

 

 

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: C A G E / E C
Recording: digital 1-track stereo / recorded live

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, Boss Loop Station, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)

A song about Donald tRump supporters, as well as, a play on words. The tRumpsters like to be violent. Violent and violet are similar words. Violent people are into making people black and blue.

From the album Found On Sound
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderA Happy Ending

LYRICS
What will be your part
When it’s time to depart
What will be the message you send
When you reach your end?

What did you will in your will
Will it serve to help people still
Did you pay off your debt, yet
Let your hair down
Did you care to share your crown
Let it all hang out
Tell the truth what love’s about
Did you care to leave no regret
Or, like an ass
Did you leave nothing behind
Well, it’s not too late
Don’t let another day pass
You can be nice. You can be kind.
Just don’t wait till your post mortem

CHORDS
Capo 4
G / Em / Am / D

by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderVerge Of Violence

LYRICS
You! Yes, you.
You’re on the verge of…
[And, I’m realizing
Your victimizing
Puts all on the verge…
We’re on the fringe of violence

Looks like I’ll have to pass you by (sigh!)

Sirens screaming
Distraction leaning
Toward anarchy
A cryin’ shame
We’re to blame
For not takin’ care of our own
Opportunity blown
We crush the lush
Then, try n’ hush
The harm…
Reason for alarm

On The Virge Of Violence (.MP3 Free Music Download or Stream)

ABOUT
Written and recorded in April 2012
The original idea came from feeling hatred from another as I watched them pass by in West Chester, PA. The more intelligent part was inspired from feeling love on the streets of Ambler, PA. The one line about taking care of our own is a protest to a Bruce Springsteen… because, we ain’t done a very good job of taking care of humans, have we?

chords
E / Am less C
E / A / D

by Daniel Brouse

http://ygraine.membrane.com/daniel-brouse/