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
LYRICS
A snake charming hippie with his hair cut long
Tried to claim he knew the song
Couldn’t really help being wrong
’cause I make them up as I go along
All of us in an extemporaneous
Experiment
I think he got what I meant
A voodoo princess said she can’t miss this
As we stood, staring over the precipice
An impromptu voodoo rendezvous
In the groove move prove the hypothesis
(can’t miss this precipice)
All of us in an extemporaneous
Experiment
I think she got what I meant
An angel of mercy appeared in the choir
As trumpets rang out for the town crier
Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! — royal decree
You create heaven on Earth, if you desire
All of us in an extemporaneous
Experiment
I think he got what I meant
Having trouble understanding
Where you’re landing
Instead of body commanding
You’re demanding
Pick up the pieces
Out inner peaces
Humanity thesis
You can take control
Of your human role / roll
The goal of your soul
Having trouble understanding
Where you’re landing
Instead of mind controlling
A mind of trolling
[chorus]
Having trouble understanding
Where you’re landing
Instead of spirit… endear it
… no one near it!
[chorus]
ABOUT THE SONG
A song about heroin addiction. A street-name for heroin is “horse“. Up through the 1940’s, heroin and other opiates were given to race horses. In equines, heroin is a powerful central nervous system stimulant. The horse thinks it is dying and goes into a “flight response”.
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: E6 E / E G A / AM7 A
Recording: digital stereo
Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard
Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets in Chester County, West Chester, PA. Live stereo and video recorded at Everhart Park.
LYRICS
Come on!
Just as a matter of fact
There’s plenty of room in the back
Take a ride for whatever you lack
Gettin’ the knack
Afford to climb on board
In stride, along for the ride
If you want to get the message blunt
There’s plenty of room up front
Take a ride for whatever you want
Roadtrip jaunt
If you want to climb on to the roof
Join the other professors aloof
Transcend with a woosh and a POOF!
Transcendental mental
Going transcendental mental
Next stop transcendental mental
LYRICS
You’re getting warm
The situation’s volatile
Lesson to learn
Weather’s getting hostile
Sure is a fine line
To define the shoreline
And, the air we share
Who knows what’s in there?
You’re getting warmer
Didn’t wanna alarm ya
Make the same mistake
Warm until we bake
Atmosphere’s
So think it can smear
A sea change wish
Less plastic then fish
You’re what’s left of fine
Together let’s make time
Aware that we’re both there
To mend the disrepair
We are not saying that the Earth’s temperature is just going to rise. In general, as energy is added to a system, the fluctuations in the system increase. So, we expect more storms, more droughts, more wildfires, more floods, more fluctuations of all kinds. What we are saying is that weather conditions will become more volatile due to the impact of humans — Brouse & Mukherjee
The song was also inspired by current events including:
LYRICS
In the beginning
Could the Big Bang
Be heard around the world?
I’ve been told
Sound doesn’t travel in space
Sound doesn’t race through space
So, if so…
At what pace
’cause if there is no sound and no one around
How big can a bang be?
Answer’s troublin’ me
Eluding Man’s history
How big of a bang can it be?
LYRICS
I overheard
It’s a record
Too much sun
Reigns on our fun
When it’s too hot
We can not
This record heat
Is beat
…2,3,4
How much more?
What we got
Is too hot
Getting difficult to endure
Any more temperature
Did you see the mercury
Going up in history
Going down! It’s misery
Absurd record
Invoke heatstroke
Add the absurdity of the humidity
Think you can sweat it?
Forget it!
Can’t compete with record heat
Na ugh-uh na uh-uh
No, can’t compete with the record heat
Na ugh-uh na uh-uh
LYRICS
When you are the President
Please don’t set the precedent of denying… denying denying
When you are the President
Please don’t set the precedent of lying… denying lying
World peace cease… situation dire
When the whole world knows you’re a liar
Citizen cries over “White House Lies”
You’re a liar
Foreign nation population tries but dies
You’re a liar
Hear the cries from all over the world
Here and now you’ve been told
You’re a liar
Fiddle all night by the fire’s light
To the delight of the people’s fright
You’re a liar
Nero, you’re no hero
From 1-10… zero
Won’t you please go blow
(Go below. Go be low. You know… go blow)
In a crowded theater when there’s no one near it
Everyone can hear it… yelling, “Fire!”
You’re a liar
We should impeach over freedom of speech
You’re a liar
LYRICS
Different? OK!
Indifferent? No way!
If you don’t care to care
This is going nowhere
The fashion of compassion is no fad
Imagine how you’d feel if you never “had”
Never had… never had had
If yo never had clean water, would it matter?
If you were cold and hungry how indifferent would you be?
If the clothes you chose weren’t a choice
Would you raise your voice
Against indifference
I’ll have one of those
And make a difference
My stance — make a difference
This instance
Any circumstance
Make a difference
LYRICS
It’s a gas
Surely we’ll pass
In the meantime
My heart burns
In verse and rhyme
My heart yearns
Alas
It’s a gas
Life moving fast
Present to past
Hope to out last
It’s a gas
Did solid
Did liquid
Now the hour of our vapor
State transfer
Gas! Ssssss…
Transparent as glass
Into gas
This is metamorphosis
We’re a gas
LYRICS
In the fears of the gears
The head hog of the cog
Lost a tooth
Nevermore to tell the truth
The clock made a face
As it lost track of time
Cron’s eternal disgrace
There’s no reason nor rhyme
Nevertheless
Based on man’s freewill
Time stands still
Much to the distress of progress
Captain, check the log
We’ve lost a cog
Monkey wrench in the works
Now the works won’t work
Humanity’s in a fog
Raised by a toothless cog
Two businesses (Penn’s Table Restaurant and Malena’s Vintage Boutique) along with the West Chester Business Improvement District (BID) appear to be behind the illegal passing of the unconstitutional law. Concerned citizens are boycotting these establishments.
