bookmark_borderYou Do Dance

LYRICS
Time to get back out on the dance floor
’til music penetrates every pore
’til music pours from every pore
As we lay down the dancing groove
Come and show us how you move
1,2,3,4
Hope you’re ready to dance some more
Left foot then right
Dance all night ’til dawn’s daylight

Shake it up, baby, twist and shout
Let that dancing demon find its way out

Nobody do the voodoo like you do
And, to think I never knew

You Do Dance.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: E / A D G E
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderToo Many Kooks in the Kitchen

LYRICS
Did you look in the cook book?
How did your foul/fowl get loose
If they cooked your goose
Then again I reckon
There’s too many cooks in the kitchen

Did you see the recipe
How to prepare holy cow
Is beyond my know-how
Then again I reckon
There’s too many cooks in the kitchen

Did you check the list of ingredients
There are no replacement condiments
In the human experiment
And, again I reckon
There’s too many kooks in the kitchen

Too Many Kooks in the Kitchen.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: Am C Em Am / C Em Am
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderFunk

LYRICS
I’ve got to get out of this funk
Thinkin’ I’m stinkin’ like a skunk
… got to get out of this funk
And, into the funk
(P.U…. you, too)

I’ve got to get out of this funk
Feeling like a Buddhist monk
… got to get out of this funk
And, into the funk
(Bring the Om home)

I’ve got to get out of this funk
All the clutter and junk
… got to get out of this funk
And, into the funk
(Sound of backing up trash truck. “Haul it out of hear/here”)

I’ve got to get out of this funk
All the bull$hit and bunk
… got to get out of this funk
And, into the funk
(Tell us true… boo, boo, boo)

I’ve got to get out of this funk
Far from feelings sunk
… got to get out of this funk
And, into the funk
(Everyone try feeling high)

Funk.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: A D / A C
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderBury The Hatchet

LYRICS
I don’t know if I’m really prepared to miss you
Come again
Same ole problem when you’re burying kin

I don’t know if I’m really prepared to miss you
Don’t let it end
Same ole problem when you bury a friend

I don’t know if I’m really prepared to miss you
Gettin’ me riled
Same ole problem when you buy a child

I don’t know if I’m really prepared to miss you
I sure do
Same ole problem when I’m missing you

Why wait? Before it’s too late
Bury the hatchet
Ratchet it up a bit
Bury the hatchet
Why wait? Before it’s too late

Bury The Hatchet.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: E A/E A G/E E A/E B7 A G E
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderLove To Love

LYRICS
I hope it’s not too late
To end the debate
The more I hate hate
The more I hate
The more I hate to hate
Hate to hate to hate
A horrid fate… to hate hate
Hate to hate
Feel an oxymoron comin’ on

Dropping out of the hate hate debate
Feel lovin’ comin’ on
The more I love love
The more I love to love
No need for pushing or shoving
There’s plenty of room for all your loving
In need of kissing and hugging
Hearts with room fill with loving
Give it a stuffing
A heaping helping of loving

Love To Love.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: Capo 2 C Am / F G Am
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Organ

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderSummertime Blues

Written by Eddie Cochran and Jerry Capehart
“It has been covered by many artists, including being a number-one hit for country music artist Alan Jackson, and scoring notable hits in versions by The Who and Blue Cheer. Jimi Hendrix performed it in concert.”

E A  B7 E  x2
E                               A             E    E A  B7 E 
I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler  
        E                           A             E    E A  B7 E 
About a-workin' all summer, just to -try to earn a dollar
      A             
Every time I call my baby, try to get a date
E                                              E
My boss says: No dice son, you gotta work late

A 
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
          E 
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
E A  B7 E x2
E                                       A                E   E A  B7 E 
Well my mom and poppa told me: Son, you gotta make some  money  
E                                A           E    E A  B7 E 
If you wanta use the car to go a-ridin' next Sunday   
       A  
Well I didn't go to to work, told the boss I was sick
E                                                       E
Now you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick
A 
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
          E 
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
E A  B7 E x2
E                         A                   E      E A  B7 E 
I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation  
E                                A      E     E A  B7 E 
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations
A 
Well I called my Congressman and he said, quote:
    E                                                  E
I'd like to help you son, but you're too young to vote
A 
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
          E 
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

230512_2793-Summertime-Blues.mp3 (2023)

Summertime Blues.mp3

Summertime Blues (Alt. Version).mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Classic Rock
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Organ

From the album The End Game

bookmark_borderFeel Like Making Love

Written by Paul Rodgers and Mick Ralphs
Originally made famous by Bad Company

D                   G
Baby, when I think about you,
              D  G
I think about love.
D                          G
Darling, couldn't live without you, 
         D  G
and your love.
     D                G             D      G
If I had those golden dreams, of my yesterday
        D
I would wrap you, 
       G
In the heavens,
            D                           G
And feel it dying (dying, dying) on the way
                   D 3x
I feel like making
          C      G       D
Feel like making love to you

Baby, when I think about you,
I think about love.
Darling, couldn't live without you, 
and your love.

And if I had, the sun and moon,
and they were shining 
I would give you both night and day,
love satisfying
I feel like making

And if I had those golden dreams, of my yesterday
I would wrap you, 
In the heavens,
And feel it dying (dying, dying) on the way
I feel like making

Feel Like Making Love Alt. Version

Feel Like Making Love (Live Unplugged).mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Classic Rock
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album The End Game

bookmark_borderI’m Back

LYRICS
I’m back
The facts I lack
Thought I was done
Thought I was gone
Boy was I wrong
The “treatment” goes on and on

I’m back
Relentless attack
Just like before
I’m back for more
Show must go on
’til we see the light of dawn

I’m back
Found a new crack
Body must mend
Fight till the end
Won’t yield the fight
We’ll fight right through the night

I’m back
Give’r another whack
No, I won’t go away
I’m here to stay

I’m Back.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Written in the waiting room at the Chester County Hospital.

Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: E G / A C / D A E A
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

From the album Doctor Please! Doctor, Please!
[Songs written in doctors’ waiting rooms]
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderPleased To Meet You

Pleased To Meet You Instrumental.mp3

Pleased To Meet You.mp3

LYRICS
Hello! How do you do?
You say, “Beautiful day.”
Sky a lovely blue hue
I say, “Pleased to meet you.”

Have a minute to spare?
Sure love if you would share
You say, “Least I can do.”
I say, “Pleased to meet you.”

Before you’re on your way
I would just like to say
“I’m glad to have met you.”
You reply, “So am I”

Yes, pleased to meet you, too

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: A C A C F D / G D
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderI Don’t Know Why

LYRICS
Pollute and pollute
’til we’re all going to die
And, I don’t know why

Resolute and destitute
And, it makes me cry
’cause I don’t know why

Refute the absolute
Facts make you sigh
And, I don’t know why

Institute of ill repute
A sty in the “I”
And, I don’t know why

Re-route and re-root
Let’s try a new try
And, answer the question why

The self-fulfilling prophecy of humanity
What destiny shall we be?

A free vote to be free

I Don’t Know Why.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: Dm G / Em C D
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderThe Good-life

LYRICS
Did I just hear you say
They’re giving the good-life away
Free for the taking all day
What dues do you have to pay
What “do’s” do you have to pay

Better be on my way
Heard the news today
They’re giving the good-life away
What dues do you have to pay
What “do’s” do you have to pay

Proclaim “the day of all days / daze”
They’re giving the good-life away
Free for the taking all day
No dues to pay
Just “do’s” they say
… giving the good life away

The Good-life.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: Capo 3 (Bb) G Em / C D G
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderFake Knews

LYRICS
Oh, please! In days such as these
I see apathy as disease
Did you know when you cope
You give others hope

Here’s a few clues
There is no fake knews
Did you know when you believe
It’s a true relief
Relieve by true belief

Oh, please! In days such as these
I see apathy as disease
Did you know when you smile
You go the extra mile

Oh, please! In days such as these
I see apathy as disease
Did you know your sympathy
Is the cure of apathy

Fake Knews.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Protest Folk Rock
Chords: Em Bm / C D E / Bm E Em
Recording: digital stereo
Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

Band together and join THE RESISTANCE

bookmark_borderRely on the 4th Of July

LYRICS
No, not I
Need ask why
Time to try
Do or die
Now the blues have departed
Let’s get this party started
Together the kind-hearted
Get the party started

We can rely on the 4th of July
For that Philadelphia Spirit
Let’s hear it!

We can rely on the 4th of July
Are you aware we declare
Independence
“You’re free to dance”

We can rely on the 4th of July
A declaration of celebration
Good news! The red, white and blues
Roll out the tide of pride
Arrived
Survived

Rely on the 4th Of July.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: E7 E / A E B7 / G A E
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

From the album The End Game

The King Arthur.com Holiday Band

bookmark_borderBelieve It Or Not?

LYRICS
While tryin’ livin’ the life given
At large
My biggest concern is to discern
Who’s in charge?
Are you ready to believe it
Ready to believe it
Ready to believe it or not

Searchin’ for some relief
From this disbelief
The certainty of this reality
Causing too much grief

A babbling, blabbing, bullying
Commander In Chief
Under a rock a cartoon loon
Was beneath

Are you ready to believe it
Ready to believe it
Ready to believe it or not
Brain rot
This nation’s got
Brain rot
Believe it or not

Believe It Or Not (Music Video).mp4

Believe It Or Not? .mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: Capo 2 E C G7 G E / Am E
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderWade Into The Shade

LYRICS
The sun beats down upon my brow
I know somehow… must escape now
My head is hot, the skin does burn
I yearn to learn to take the turn
And, wade into the shade
Nature’s aid heat fade
Just a small bit of a respite
A breeze and me under a tree

The sun bears down upon my back
My bare back feels under attack
Humidity is killing thee
Not even clouds shelter me

The sun shines down on all around
No air conditioning to be found
Quick! Before I feel skin peel
Will you help me find the real deal?
Let’s wade into the shade
Nature’s aid heat fade
Just a small bit of a respite
We with a breeze under a tree

Wade Into The Shade.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: E C / A AM7
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse