Wake – ExperiMental Music

A History Lesson

Posted on July 23, 2014 by admin

Songwriting on the Brandywine Creek in Lenape, PA

LYRICS
Hmmm… yum, yum, yum

Saw a reflection of a wizard
Looking up at me
Wondering how long
Our history would be

Just for fun
He thought he’d question me
“Can you tell how long
Our history will be?”

I looked into the sky
… with a sigh
“Can you tell me, Creator,
How long we will be?”

She said,
“Son, you see there’s something troubling me…
Creation termination is how it’s gonna be?”

I said,
“You’re right. Thanks for showing me the light.”

Yum, yum, yum we love eatin’ up dumb
Yum, yum, yum we love slurpin’ up dumb
Yum, yum, yum we love suckin’ up dumb
Yum, yum, yum we love throwin’ up dumb

A History Lesson Music Video.mp4

A History Lesson.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — E
G E A E

Written and recorded live by the Brandywine Creek in Chester County, Pennsylvania.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Wake
by Daniel Brouse

Humpty And Dumpty

Posted on July 22, 2014 by admin

INSTRUMENTAL

Humpty And Dumpty.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — A E G A
E G A E

Written and recorded live in Chester County, Pennsylvania. Inspired by the West Chester Parking Authority parking their vehicle illegally.

Daniel — Guitar

From the album Wake
by Daniel Brouse

Dancing Bare

Posted on July 22, 2014 by admin

LYRICS
There’s a coon with a cracker
A monkey that’s a wrapper
And a child left swinging in the air

There’s a tomato pronounced tomato-e
I thunk a smell of a skunk
Where’s the dancing bare?

Did I hear you mumble,
“This place is a jungle”
Am I aware…
You wanna get outta there

Did I hear you ramble
About the bramble
How thorns pierce something fierce

Dancing Bare.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — G Em
G A D G

Written and recorded live in Chester County, Pennsylvania.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Wake
by Daniel Brouse

Salt Of The Earth?

Posted on July 22, 2014 by admin

LYRICS
You might be the salt of the earth
To your grave… from your birth
Or you might be a wold in sheep’s clothing
Fox in the hen-house… mouth’s frothing

A heart that bleeds
Of a need that feeds?

You might be an angel heaven sent
To save me from a world hell-bent
Or you might be the devil’s advocate
Putting kaboodle into the kit

Chorus