David Albert

David Albert

BandCountrySinger/Songwriter

I'm primarily a songwriter who also sings. I write "Old Bugger" music, born of passion, worldly experience, spirituality, cynicism and a sense of the absurd.

Biography

My first songwriting influences were Hank Williams and Buddy Holly. Add some Peter Sellers-Spike Milligan-Tom Lehrer style humour. Mix with Cole Porter, Bob Dylan, Lou Reed and Richard Thompson.

Lyrics

I'll Enjoy The View

Written By: David Rosier

I can tell you’re upset and hurting inside

Mad at the world; feeling used and abused

He told you you’re too fat; not good enough for him any more

Not the right kind of girl to keep him amused

But you can take your clothes off any time in front of me

Ooh Baby! I’m attracted to you

You can take your clothes off any time in front of me

Ooh Baby! I’ll enjoy the view

You’ll get over him and the things that he said

That kind of guy isn’t good enough for you

I see a woman in full beautiful bloom and full of life

So sweet and smart and so sexy too

You can take your clothes off any time in front of me

Ooh Baby! I’m attracted to you

You can take your clothes off any time in front of me

Ooh Baby! I’ll enjoy the view

I desire you and I admire your body

I’ll romance you and I’ll please you every day

I’ll hold and kiss you and caress you so gently

And make passionate love to you in every way

You can take your clothes off any time in front of me

Ooh Baby! I’m attracted to you

You can take your clothes off any time in front of me

Ooh Baby! I’ll enjoy the view

Ooh Baby! I’ll enjoy the view

Suicide bomber

Written By: David Rosier

She’s a suicide bomber just twenty-one, should be full of life and having fun
But she’s a fool; she thinks she’ll die a martyr for the cause
But there ain’t no suicide bombers in paradise
No there ain’t no suicide bombers in paradise

He’s a suicide bomber been taught to hate, but dying for nothing will his fate
‘Cause he’s a fool; he thinks he’ll die a martyr for the cause
But there ain’t no suicide bombers in paradise
No there ain’t no suicide bombers in paradise

All their leaders say they’d love to volunteer
To give their lives for the cause that get’s them high
But they’re too damn smart and they want to stay alive
So they send the young and g
gullible off to die
Yeah they send the young and gullible off to die

She’s a suicide bomber. it’s insanity, too much religion, no humanity
She’s such a fool; she thinks she’ll die a martyr for the cause
But there ain’t no suicide bombers in paradise
No there ain’t no suicide bombers in paradise

He’s a suicide bomber preparing to die, they promised him virgins and fed him a lie
He’s such a fool; he thinks he’ll die a martyr for the cause
But there ain’t no suicide bombers in paradise
No there ain’t no suicide bombers in paradise
No there ain’t no suicide bombers in paradise

Voices In My Head

Written By: David Rosier

At seventeen I heard them those voices in my head

Telling me that I was such a fool

For taking teasing and abusing without fighting back

Every single day I went to school

I tried to get some answers but no one seemed to care

Tried in vain to find a helping hand

The voices grew much louder deep inside my head

They told me it was time to take a stand

Soon they’ll feel my anger and my pain

Then those voices will fall silent once again

I’ve got guns and ammunition; sticks of dynamite

The voices tell me I must get revenge

I’m in the final stages of planning my attack

Gonna turn that school into Stonehenge

Soon they’ll feel my anger and my pain

Then those voices will fall silent once again

Never Too Old To Rock

Written By: David Rosier

NEVER TOO OLD TO ROCK

I was seventeen in nineteen fifty four
When I heard Bill Haley knocking on my door
Then came Chuck and Fats and Little Richard too
Rockin’ like crazy with a shot of them rhythm ’n blues

Carl Perkin’s Blue Suede Shoes and Elvis Presley’s Hound
I couldn’t get enough of that crazy rockin’ sound
Some old folks fought to stop it; they tried to have it banned
They said that it was evil but they didn’t understand

You’re never too old to rock
Never too old to rock
Never too old, never too old to rock

When Buddy Holly died on that cold winter day
Looked like rockin’ music might just fade away
Until the Beatles hit the scene in ‘sixty three
They resurrected rock & roll the way it ought to be
The Stones, the Kinks, the Who they all brought the music back
They turned a beat up Chev into a brand new Cadillac
Those psychedelic sounds that took us eight miles high
It was a long strange trip but we got to kiss the sky

‘Cause you’re never to old to rock
Never too old to rock
Never too old, never too old to rock

After all these years I can’t resist the beat
Got to crank my radio while I’m driving down the street
That elevator music drives me quite insane
I want to hear some classic rock to stimulate my brain
Deep Purple and the Clash, the Eagles or Ramones;
Jimi; Janis, Fleetwood Mac and the older Rolling Stones
The Airplane and the Allmans’ or the Velvet Underground
You don’t what you’re missing till you listen to their sound

‘Cause you’re never too old to rock
Never too old to rock
Never too old, never too old to rock

Take Me To Toronto

Written By: David Rosier

She’s the lady of the lake with a touch of mystery
A woman of the world with lots of history
A beauty to behold from a vantage point at night
A real hive of activity at early morning light
They used to call her hogtown but that was long ago
Then they called the city good, but now she’s good to go
Take me to Toronto; Take me to Toronto
Take me to Toronto right now

A cosmopolitan city with style as well as class
A city of real people not just steel and glass
Diversity our strength is the motto of today
A twenty first century attitude will make you want to stay
Doesn’t matter where you’re you from you’re welcome that’s for sure
All races, creeds and colours are welcome at the door
Take me to Toronto; Take me to Toronto
Take me to Toronto right now

Discography

I have released 2 CD's, under the name of Senior Moments, made with my guitar playing buddy, Bob Heard.

Set List

All original songs. A couple of hours is my limit.