This song was written and recorded by Chadwick Eisman the day he was wrongfully cited for violating the noise ordinance of West Chester Borough. The board mix is compared and contrasted with the street mix to prove it is impossible for a musician playing acoustic guitar and singing to be loader than the ambient street noise.
LYRICS
They try to take our freedom
Freedom to sing
I thought this was America
The land of the free
Small town going down in history
What will be the future of local artistry
Ohhhhhhhhh
They try to take our freedom
Freedom to sing
I thought this was America
The land of the free
Small town going down in history
What will it’s future for local artistry
Ohhhhhhhhh
This song is about the three good cops in West Chester, Pennsylvania. While doing investigative reporting for the article “Hate Crimes, Civil and Human Rights Violations at the Gay Church of West Chester”, I uncovered a multitude of bad cops; however, I found three good ones… the saving grace.
LYRICS
Put on the good face
Saving grace
Get on in good faith
Saving grace
What was thought to have been lost
Now can be found
What’s been brought at a high cost
Can now be found
Chorus
What was wrought with devil’s sin
Has been born again
Good fight fought will always win
Time and time again
This song was written and recorded by Brian Goslin the day he was wrongfully arrested for violating the noise ordinance of West Chester Borough. The board mix is compared and contrasted with the street mix to prove it is impossible for a musician playing acoustic guitar to play loader than ambient noise.
A song about 3 bad cops (people engaged in illegal behavior) in West Chester, Pennsylvania, and the crimes they’ve committed:
Patrolman Albert McCarthy Jr.
Patrolman Gregory M. Cugino
Corporal Joshua Lee
LYRICS
It’s a sad state of affairs
… a sad state of affairs
It’s a sad state of affairs
When nobody cares…
… a sad state of affairs
It’s a sad state of affairs
Come-to-life nightmares
… a sad state of affairs
Trying to bring justice with moronic spite
If you ask me, that just ain’t right
Hate crimes? Sometimes
And other felonies pursue
If your not careful… they’ll beat their law into you
It’s a sad state of affairs
… a sad state of affairs
What the Dub C PD does to me
And you, too
LYRICS
How long for the same old song
Any chance for a brand new dance
Tired of the groove that’s too smooth
Can you play it with a lil’ more grit
See if you can move just a bit
That’s it
Never ever gonna quit
A brand new knew
Na, na, na Knew
Swing this way you can’t go wrong
Jumping and bumping to a brand new song
Souls sooth with nothing to prove
When you play it with a lil’ more grit
Makes you move ’till throwing a fit