Tag: psychedelic folk

bookmark_borderChoose Or Lose (Pick A Winner)

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LYRICS
Why don’t you go ahead and choose
After all what do you have to lose?
You’ve been blessed with a human mind
Please be kind… see what you can find

How can you live in indecision
That living’s more like dying
Create a synapse collision
It’ll sure be worth trying

You have to choose not to choose
Eliminating that choice
Living life is paying dues
Might as well raise your voice

What hat are you wearing
Try on your thinking-cap
Likely end up caring
And want to plot the map

 

Choose Or Lose.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
D E G D
D E G A
D G7

Written and recorded as a live in Ambler, Montgomery County and West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderRubber Chicken!

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LYRICS
Smash a watermelon
With a sledgehammer
What does it take to make you laugh
Can you help me do the math
Robber chicken!
Do that gag again

Tripping over the ottoman
Dick Van Dyke was quite the man
Curly, Moe and Larry, too
Knew exactly what to do
Robber chicken!
Do that gag again

Chevy Chase could take a fall
Saturday night they’d do it all
Throwback to a pie in face
Comedic timing of pure grace
Robber chicken!
Do that gag again

Rubber Chicken.mp3

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

This song was inspired by sight gags, slapstick and physical comedy.

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_borderLeft Turn At Albuquerque

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LYRICS
How did I end up here
Situations not clear
A man with a badge standing there
Acting like he doesn’t care

Don’t just stand and stare
Who ever said life is fair?

Only thing to fear is fear
Holdin’ on to things too dear
It’s time we are more aware
And car isn’t so rare

Time to awake
Goodness for goodness sake

Which direction will we go
Does anybody really know
Caught in a rift adrift
Missing the daily gift

Remember along the way
To give thanks for every day

Left Turn At Albuquerque.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
C# D
Em A 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_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_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_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_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_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

bookmark_borderSir Vent

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LYRICS
What message do you want to send
Your intent and what is meant
I’ll be your servant… just call me Sir Vent

Oh, Lord, what can I do
Who can I serve you?

Come from a tribe of scribes
No corruption. No bribes.
Just tell me what you want to
I’ll get the message through

Do what I have to, too
To convey what you say

A bugle to blow… a trumpet
Where it is wrong went

Sir Vent Music Video.mp4

Sir Vent.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
A Em/A
D G A
G D A

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

bookmark_borderAt Your Fingertips

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LYRICS
Hey!
Maybe your gravy train….
Maybe your gravy boat….
Maybe your ship is comin’ in

Through the mist
Right into your midst
Into your consciousness

Unknotted twist
Let go of your fist
Discover happiness

Discover happiness
It’s at your fingertips
Evolve your consciousness

Play fingertips play
Play finger tip plays
Play out my days

At Your Fingertips Part 7.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
C Em Am
Am, +g, +f
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