Tag: Psychedelia

bookmark_borderFingernails On Thin Ice

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LYRICS
Trying to grab by my fingernails
’cause right now what ails is what fails
The thin ice
Crackin’ me up

Fingernails down a blackboard
Sending shivers… shivers up and down my spine
yeeeeeah
Not sure if it’s fine
Sending shivers up and down my spine
The claw
Of it all
The claw of it all
As the fingertips go down
The chalkboard
Blackboard
The slate
At any rate
It sends shivers, chills
It spills chills
Up and down the spine
My spine
Ahhhhhhh
It’s intertwined
With pain
You’d have to be insane
Caught up in your own vain
Injecting vain into your vein
’till you feel no pain

The down side is you’re the pain
Driving us insane
The thin ice
It’s the fingers and the slate
Could drive a man irate
By the fingernails
What ails is what fails

The thin ice

Fingernails On Thin Ice.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
F# or Gb
Abm Ab5
AbmM7

160 BPM increasing / Rock & Roll 2

An extemporaneous / impromptu song captured live as a 1-track stereo recording.

Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers (microKorg; Yamaha PSR-740; Korg N364), Controller and Computer (Alesis Vortex to laptop running Korg software; also has a midi cable to the microKorg)

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderDamn The Torpedoes

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LYRICS
Damn the torpedoes
Hell or high-water
We’re gettin’ outta here

Throw rotten tomatoes
Do what we gotta
Living without fear

Do what I got to do
To break on through
Do what I got to do
And, I’ll take you, too

Up shit’s crick without a paddle
I know to row/go with the flow
Fall off the horse get back on the saddle
Set sail when winds blow

Damn The Torpedoes Music Video.mp4

Damn The Torpedoes.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
E, -b, -e
A D G

Written and recorded as a live 1-track stereo recording at Marshall Square Park in West Chester, PA.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderThe Sands Of Time

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LYRICS
The grains in the hourglass drain
The sands of time are fine
Against course reality

Try not to miss the kiss of life’s lips
Spreading the seed to let love breed

On our ride to the otherside
Givin’ more than we take in
Directing our energy
Creating our destiny

Chorus

Heaven’s gate will have to wait
I’ve more to do… how ’bout you?
We can move Heaven and Earth
Before our dirge and re-birth

Chorus

Sands Of Time.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
Dm Bb
Dm Am Em

Written and recorded as a live 1-track stereo recording in West Chester, PA.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderThe System

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The System.mp3

LYRICS
You know we’re all suckin’ off the system
I know I am
Very clear what’s going on here
It started with my Mom’s teat
… but, we all gotta eat

Ya, we’re all sucking off the same hose
Everyone knows

It’s more about your need
More about the greed
Starting with your Mom’s teat
We’ve all got to eat

No surprise when you realize right before your eyes
We’re all suckin’ off the system
I know I am
But, I know I’ll do what can
How about you

We strive to stay alive
Survival of the fittest
Who is best?
My, oh, my
What will be my best fit
Even if I don’t like it a bit

Every day when I wake
See how much I can take
Gotta see what I can be
Gotta see what’s inside of me

I know, I know, I know
We’re all suckin’ off the same hose
I know, I know
How the water will flow
We’re all suckin’ of the system
I am…
I know I am
Gonna do what I can do
Hope you will, too
See what we can be
I know
About the flow
I know I am
Suckin’ off the system

Suckin’ off the system
I know I am
Started with my mother’s teat
We all gotta eat

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
Em B

128 BPM increasing / Rock & Roll

An extemporaneous / impromptu song captured live as a 1-track stereo recording.

Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers (microKorg; Yamaha PSR-740; Korg N364), Controller and Computer (Alesis Vortex to laptop running Korg software; also has midi cable to microKorg)

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderHome

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LYRICS
Hurling through space on this land mass
Around the sun make one more pass
Awful glad we’re nomad
The best times we’ve ever had

You can only be coming home
By making home where you roam

Using Earth as our mothership
Hoping we learn some stewardship
Time to get our house in shape
Starting to give instead of take

Chorus

Easy to see we’re merely gypsies
Making our wagon from earth and seas
Traveling through time… traveling through space
Calling the journey our sovereign place

Home.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
A D A E A
E C A
C E A

Written and recorded as a live 1-track stereo recording in West Chester, PA.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderIn Common

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In Common.mp3

LYRICS
Right before my eyes I start to realize
Common sense is hard to come by
And, I don’t know why

None to be found
None around

Right before my I’s, I start to realize
Common sense is hard to come by
And, I don’t know why

If all I do is “I, I, I, me, me, me”
It’s easy to see
No surprise
My demise

Right before my eyes I start to realize
Common sense is hard to come by
And, I don’t know why

How can you have more space
If space is nothing
How can you have more nothing
And find a trace?

(trip)

Right before my I’s, I start to realize
Common sense is hard to come by
And, I don’t know why

It seems that this I
The I I eye
Coming to think… it’s inevitable
That I’ll be unable…
I mean, we’re all gonna die
I don’t care why

(skip and a jump / time slide faster)

Common sense is hard to come by
But you’d better try
Not just some sort-of pie-in-sky
Get a grasp
At last

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
F Fm Cm C

85 BPM increasing / Slow Rock

An extemporaneous / impromptu song captured live as a 1-track stereo recording.

Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers (microKorg; Yamaha PSR-740; Korg N364), Controller and Computer (Alesis Vortex to laptop running Korg software; also has midi cable to microKorg)

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderWingnuts

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LYRICS
Right wing. Left wing.
Hear them sing
Thinking they’re the only thing
Left wing. Right wing.
Here’s the thing
Coming to our table with nothing to bring

The wind of change is starting to blow
Time to re-arrange… time for them to go

Right wing. Left wing.
All ding-a-ling
Thinking they’re the only thing
Left wing. Right wing.
Bird can’t fly
No co-operating… any wonder why?

Chorus

Right wing. Left wing.
Whole thing’s stinkin’
Makes ya wonder what the hell they are thinkin’
Left wing. Right wing. All are freakin’
Waitin’ to see who’s the first one blinkin’

Chorus

Wingnuts.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
E G A C
E C A E

Written and recorded as a live 1-track stereo recording in West Chester, PA.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderBusiness As Usual

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LYRICS
As one can plainly see
There’s something wrong in D.C.
Politicians line their pockets
Popping eyeballs from their sockets

Dropping jaws hit the floor
No more! It’s all I can endure
You turn my vote into rote
Then you gloat on your lavish bloat

Taking advantage of me
Taking our “be” gladly
Public servant’s been bent
On the trust we’ve lent

Chorus

Fat cat feeds the hypocrite
No one seems to care a bit
The elite spreading deceit
The public should unseat

Chorus

Business As Usual.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
Em G
G C Am G

Written and recorded as a live 1-track stereo recording in West Chester, PA.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderFigure Out Out

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LYRICS
If you keep trying to find your place in this space
Even just trying to keep place at your pace
By looking in, by digging in, inside
How are you ever gonna figure it out
Figure out out
Figure out out

If you’re lost in your own space
Trying to figure out what face
To wear
Beware
If you keep digging in
Looking in
To your inside
You’re gonna miss the ride
How ya gonna figure out out
Figure out out?

If it’s all about you
Unlikely life will ring true
But, you’ll get through
Doing all you can do
To figure out out
To figure out out
You’ve got to come out
Look out!
To figure out out

Where to begin?
Get over within
Figure out out
Get over within
Get to figgerin’ out out

Trying to get on and along
Getting over in
Figuring out out
Trying to figure out out
Gonna figure out out
Leaving no doubt

Getting it on within figuring out out

Figure Out Out Music Video.mp4

Figure Out Out.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
F# F#m F#aug

140 BPM / Jazz Rock

An extemporaneous / impromptu song captured live as a 1-track stereo recording.

Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers (microKorg; Yamaha PSR-740; Korg N364), Controller and Computer (Alesis Vortex to laptop running Korg software; also has midi cable to microKorg)

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderJames Bond

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LYRICS
Oh you can’t go to heaven on a city bus
’cause a city bus won’t carry us
Oh you can’t go to hell on the Frankford El
Come to think of it… probably just as well
How did I come to occupy a foreign spy
Novel spy novel

It won’t be long ’till you’re playin’ James Bond
007 on a mission from heaven
Of all the ladies you are fond
Place your bets on seven/eleven
Silent alarm
Good luck charm

Oh you can’t get to heaven on this train
’cause this train you can’t restrain
Runaway train heading straight to hell
Better jump off in case you couldn’t tell
Double crossed by a double agent
Retrospective trust misspent

Chorus

What’s going round is coming round
’till justice balanced can be found

James Bond.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
E G A D
E G A Em-e
E C A C

Written and recorded as a live 1-track stereo recording in West Chester, PA.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderAn Idea

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LYRICS
I thought it’d all been said
That’s when it entered my head

If no one’s listening
’cause ears are blistering
Deaf, dumb and blind to being kind

I thought she’d been put to bed
That’s when she rose from the dead

Chorus

The last chapter’s been read
On which path were you led

Chorus

Are you seeing white or seeing red
Choose the right to be invested

Chorus

An Idea Music Video.mp4

An Idea.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
Am C G
Em G
Em+f# G+f#

Written and recorded as a live 1-track stereo recording in West Chester, PA.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderComing Up

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LYRICS
Coming up with the rising sun
Look around… you’re not the only one
Coming up meadow of spring green
Intertwined roots can’t be seen

A dependent foundation
Independent validation
Social individual combination

Coming up with the rising tide
Filled with saline solution inside
Coming up love… it’s a flood
Sharing all is our red blood

Chorus

Coming up with a humane solution
Dealing with our political pollution
We can take responsibility
Coming up a lil’ you, a lil’ me

Chorus

Coming Up.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
C D E
G A
G A D

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderMeteor Shower

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LYRICS
Taking showers with the meteors
More than mediocre
We fly high
Lighting up the sky

Fleeing all
Falling in a waterfall
Getting to know the flow
In total
With the waterfall

Take flight through the night into the bright…
Dawn
Moving on

Take a shower with the meteors
More than mediocre
You can fly high
In the night sky

A Meteor Shower.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
C

EDM

An extemporaneous / impromptu song captured live as a 1-track stereo recording.

Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers (microKorg; Yamaha PSR-740; Korg N364)

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderTwisted Wind

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LYRICS

A tiger chasing its tail (tale)
Little Black Sambo will prevail
Turning that mean mudder
Into a slick of butter

Twisted wind
Spinnin’ round
gin’ and agin’

All around the mulberry bush
Weasel pursued by monkey
It was hard for the weasel to see
Amusement in the rush

Chorus

All is well on the carousel
Listening to the pump organ sing
Up and down as we go ’round
Bound to grasp the brass ring

Chorus

Twisted Wind.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
Em C Am
B E Am

Written and recorded as a live 1-track stereo recording at Lake Wynonah, Schuylkill County, Pennsylvania.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse