LYRICS
What do yo say we see
’bout increasin’ love’s potency
So that just a dab will do
To cure whatever’s ailing you
The cure for sure
Hate’s remedy
There’s got to be a way, surely
Of increasing love’s efficiency
So that just a pinch will do
Cure whatever’s ailing you
The cure for sure
Hate’s remedy
Try n’ get close per dose
Of saving humanity
Corrects all side effects
No anxiety… you’re not dizzy
The cure for sure
Hate’s remedy
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Em Em7 A7 / Em A7 B7 / EM A7 D
Recording: digital 1-track stereo
Written and recorded in Pittsfield, MA.
Vocals, Guitar
From the album Eschatology
by Daniel Brouse