bookmark_borderShore For Sure

Songwriting In Ocean City, NJ
Songwriting In Ocean City, NJ

LYRICS
The scent of salt water
Couldn’t get much better
The cool ocean breeze
You can do as you please

The girls are so cute
In their swimming suit
Mankind’s man kind
Pleasures the mind

Looking so skinny
In a tiny bikini
Wholesome and fresh
Pleasures of the flesh

Shore For Sure.mp3

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — D slide to 4th fret, slide to 5th fret
D A E
A E

Made in the USA (Ocean City, New Jersey, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals

From the album Like Father, Like Son
By Daniel

bookmark_borderVinegar

Songwriting at the Phillies Ballpark
Songwriting at the Phillies Ballpark

LYRICS
If you say, “I’m sick of this.”
Don’t want to hear your vinegar and piss

The way things are going
Let’s hope we keep growing
Sooner or later we’ll get in to knowing

Vinegar And Piss.mp3

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — Capo 4
Em Am
D6

This song was inspired by the Alt-J soundcheck for the summer block party concert. Instead of saying, “Testing 1,2,3”, he complained.

Made in the USA (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals

From the album Like Father, Like Son
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderJersey Shore Blues (Body Surfing)

“If I were at the beach….”

Your dreams are within reach!

Don’t let a job
Lifetime rob
Don’t need any pouting
Don’t cry… no, don’t sob
No procrastinating
Outcast of the mob

Enough body serfing
Let’s go body surfing

The overdue Jersey Shore blues

The Jersey Shore Blues.mp3

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — E A G D
G E
B7 E Bm E

Made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

While I was sitting on the courthouse wall writing music, a man stopped by (Chris) and asked if I could write a song about him “having a job and wishing he was at the shore, instead.” Since my son and I were also trying to plan a trip to the beach, I combined the ideas.

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals

From the album Like Son
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderHeebie-jeebies

LYRICS
Wiggle and giggle moving about
I can’t sit still
Lower my voice? You think that’s a shout?
Politically correct ain’t a skill

I’ve got no hypocrite’s will
No fraud to fulfill

Tickle’s not fickle without a doubt
Some call me a living pill
It’s not my choice… the high road route
Not a discipline. No, not a drill

Heebie-jeebies.mp3

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — E A D A D A E
Bm

Made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals

From the album Like Son
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderTetraphobia Magic Bullet

LYRICS
Are you scared of what’s lurking under your bed
Are you frightened of what goes “thump” in the night
Does imagination run (wild) through your head
Giving you some mystical insight

Knowing how to tame anarchy
It’s under control
No, you’re not the same ‘ole monkey
It’s wonder mental

Never scared of what’s lurking in my head
Never frightened of the hammer of the might
No aggravation… frustration of how it’s said
Giving me some magical insight

Tetraphobia Magic Bullet.mp3

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — Dm Dm less A, F
Em
Am

Made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals

From the album Like Son
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderLike Father, Like Son

Songwriting at the Liberty Bell, Philly, PA
Songwriting at the Liberty Bell, Philly, PA

Like Father Like Son.mp4

Like Father Like Son – Live In Penn’s Woods.mp3

How to Play Guitar to the Song Like Father Like Son.mp4

LYRICS
All the days under the sun
Like father, like son
All the ways our mission won
Like father, like son

A chip off the ‘ole block
Contribution to the genetic clock
A chip off the ‘ole block
Reign’s end drawing near… tick-tock

Chorus

Standing up for freedom
Bringing sum enlightenment to some
Fighting for the good fight
Giving proof through the night
Are you aware? Our flag’s still there

Chorus

Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
Little Boy Blue and the Man In The Moon
Boy to man then to dust too soon
When you coming home Dad (Son)? “I don’t know when…
You know we’ll get together then.”

Like Father, Like Son.mp3

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — A slide to 4th fret, slide to 5th fret
A D A E A

Influenced by The Star Spangled Banner and The Cats In The Cradle

Made in the USA (The Liberty Bell, Philadelphia; Blue Bell and Plymouth Meeting, Montgomery County; West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals

From the album Like Son
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_border8 Ball In The Pocket

Songwriting While Shooting Pool in Plymouth Meeting
Songwriting While Shooting Pool in Plymouth Meeting

LYRICS
Rack ’em. Break ’em.
Let the balls roll
Whack ’em. Crack ’em.
Let the deal dole

No longer behind the eight ball any more
Check out all the angles to explore
Eyes popping from their sockets
Watching balls rolling into pockets

Chorus

There is so little to do with luck
Whether you bet the farm or just a buck
It’s more a matter to see geometry
Whether a straight shooter is what you’ll be

Chorus

Strike with just the right English
Weave yourself into the fabric’s mesh
Some happen to call it The Zen
As it happens to you, you’ll know when

Chorus

8-Ball In The Pocket.mp4

8-Ball In The Inside Pocket.mp3

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — F D
D G A D

Made in the USA (Blue Bell and Plymouth Meeting, Montgomery County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals

From the album Like Son
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderThe Die Is Cast

LYRICS
I bet you’ve got a story you thought I’ve never heard
I bet you’ve got a story considered beyond absurd

So, climb aboard and ride the bandwagon with me
So, climb aboard and swing from a star
It’s easy to be beyond bizarre

You say the picture of Earth is hanging crooked
You say the politicians are all f#&%ed
Well, today’s the day we rectify
Today’s the day the try is the dye
Break the mold and cast the I

The Die Is Cast.mp3

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — Em Am
C D E
Em G

Made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals

From the album Like Son
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderHit Me

INSTRUMENTAL

Hit Me.mp3

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — Capo 5
E C A

Made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar

From the album Like Son
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderDancing Off The Roof

Dancing Off The Roof
Dancing Off The Roof

LYRICS
We’re dancing, dancing…
We’re dancing off the roof

Might as well transpire
Our feat is on fire
Might as well transpire
Our feet are on fire

We’re dancing, dancing…
We’re dancing off the roof

The sweat is dripping from my brow
Now, it pours from every pore

We’re dancing, dancing…
We’re dancing off the roof

The “Hard Sun” is pounding down
… some more and some more

We’re dancing, dancing…
We’re dancing off the roof

It’s not as though we’re aloof
Or your reality is just a spoof

We’re dancing, dancing…
We’re dancing off the roof

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — E
E A E
B E

The song is about putting a new roof on a house during a heat wave.

Made in the USA (Lake Wynonah, Schuylkill County and West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitars, Vocals, Keyboards

From the album Like Son
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderOff The Hook

Fishing and Songwriting in Central, PA
Fishing and Songwriting in Central, PA

LYRICS
Why would I sit… sit here and wait
Just to hesitate then gulp on your bait?

If you think being caught is what you’ve got
We’re here to tell you that it’s not
Off the hook. Close the book.
The End. A chance to live again

Something smells fishy. You know there’s something fishy
You know there’s something fishy going on (again)

Now that I’m free… I’ve been set free
I can tell you clearly what I can see
The hierarchy versus anarchy
Creates hypocrisy in the depths of our sea

Off The Hook.mp4

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — Em
D Am EM

Made in the USA (Lake Wynonah, Schuylkill County and West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals, Keyboards

From the album Like Son
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderRiding The Gravy Train

LYRICS
Chorus
Today it rained then it poured
Today it reigned then it poored
It poured and poored some more

Well, if you’re riding the gravy train
And, you start to realize the gravy’s lumpy
Ya might just drive yourself insane
If ya don’t fertilize for the hungry

Chorus

Well, if you’re living and living without givin’
And, you start to appreciate “this is heaven!”
You might add spirit to your brain
Who knows? Ya might get to live again

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — G D E G D E
E A G E G A E
B7

Made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals
Good Dog — Gold Digging (ending sound effects)

From the The Beatless Sense Mongers‘ album United State Meant
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderLight Years

LYRICS
It feels as though we’re light years away

You’d think in this day
In this day and age
We’d be able to turn the page
To a new day
We’d be able to find a way

It feels as though we’re light years away

If indeed we are a civil civilization
We better have the realization
To have some humane in our humanity
If we’re civil in our civility
We might stand a chance
But, it feels as though we’re light years away

So we better think quick
And, build a spaceship
So there’s enough space
For all this bullshit
’cause we can find a way
In this day and age
We can turn the page
Find a better way
For a better day
We can move through light years today

Or, would that be yesterday or tomorrow?
Past, present and future
We can endure

Light Years Part 4.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — C Cm C7 Cm7

Written on December 21, 2012 in West Chester, Pennsylvania and was recorded impromptu, extemporaneous and on-the-fly as 1-track stereo recordings.

Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards

From The Electric Slugs album Glistening Trails
By Daniel Brouse

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bookmark_borderFortunate

LYRICS
Every day when I rise
I give praise
For giving me these days
So fortunate

So fortunate
And, I get it
Giving me the strength
Giving me the wisdom
Giving me the days
Length and then some
How fortunate I am
And, I know it

I’m fortunate
And, I really get it
I get it
Every day when I rise
I praise
Thank you, Lord, for giving me these days
How fortunate
And, I get it

Because of you
I’m of body and soul
I give praise
For these days

Fortunate.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — Dm G Dm Em C Dm

Written on December 21, 2012 in West Chester, Pennsylvania and was recorded impromptu, extemporaneous and on-the-fly as 1-track stereo recordings.

Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards

From The Electric Slugs album Glistening Trails
By Daniel Brouse

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bookmark_borderSafety Dance (Part 2)

LYRICS
If we all stand and dance
We might all stand a chance

You might think you can sit in your seat
And, dance
Well, if you do
And, you can sit and through a fit
That’s you
But, if we all stand and dance
We might stand a chance

As the times get tougher and tougher and rougher and rougher
You might even call it ugly
There’s a light you can see
Come with me
And, make me we
We’ll dance
Because if we all stand and dance
We might stand a chance

Dance is a spiritual romance
It can take us higher
Love is in the dance
There’s romance in the dance
If we all stand and dance
We might stand a chance

We can get together with our energy
And, you and me become we

We’ve only got so much time on this Earth
From when you’re dead
Back to the time of your birth
If you want to make those days pay
And, be on your merry way
If we all stand and dance
We might all stand a chance

What do you say we pick this up a little bit maestro?

(up the tempo)

Safety Dance Part 2.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords –G Bb F G

Written on December 20, 2012 in West Chester, Pennsylvania. It’s about dancing and music can save the world. All of the songs on the album are done impromptu, extemporaneous and on-the-fly as 1-track stereo recordings.

Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards

From The Electric Slugs album Glistening Trails
By Daniel Brouse

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