Going out on a Sunday
Feeling like a new Hyundai
No one cares what I say
In the age of communication
Oh I seriously can’t wait
To feed the corporate hunger
For their need of fresh slaves
Please pick me, I’m starving

Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it, make sure you put it in the ground  
Can’t feel it feel it, ‘til there is nothing of you
Now, Don’t Stop, ‘til there is no emotion
Now, is our location
Don’t stop ___ it ___ it, make sure you put it in the ground
Can’t feel it feel it, ‘til there is nothing of you 
Now, Don’t Stop, ‘til there is no emotion
Dance ‘til you just go with the motion

Going out for the whole week
The job hunt seems so fruitless
Everybody competing
For the minimum wage
Like it paid for something
Debt is always crushing me
Guess it’s not a problem
Totally not a problem

Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it, make sure you put it in the ground  
Can’t feel it feel it, ‘til there is nothing of you
Now, Don’t Stop, ‘til there is no emotion
Now, is our location
Don’t stop ___ it ___ it, make sure you put it in the ground
Can’t feel it feel it, ‘til there is nothing of you 
Now, Don’t Stop, ‘til there is no emotion
Dance ‘til you just go with the motion

Don’t Stop, ___ it ___it 
Don’t Stop, ___ it ___it 

Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it, make sure you put it in the ground  
Can’t feel it feel it, ‘til there is nothing of you
Now, Don’t Stop, ‘til there is no emotion
Now, is our location
Don’t stop ___ it ___ it, make sure you put it in the ground
Can’t feel it feel it, ‘til there is nothing of you 
Now, Don’t Stop, ‘til there is no emotion
Dance ‘til you just go with the motion

Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it, make sure you put it in the ground  
Can’t feel it feel it, ‘til there is nothing of you
Now, Don’t Stop, ‘til there is no emotion
Now, is our location
Don’t stop ___ it ___ it, make sure you put it in the ground
Can’t feel it feel it, ‘til there is nothing of you 
Now, Don’t Stop, ‘til there is no emotion
Dance ‘til you just go with the motion

Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it, can’t feel it, feel it
Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it, I’m gonna give it all to you Baby
Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it,
Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it, can’t feel it, feel it
Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it, can’t feel it, feel it
Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it, can’t feel it, feel it
Don’t Stop ___ it ___ it


Don't Stop

Hey Marzeri
How's it going?
Clearly I'm not the  brightest fellow in the room
Cause that's the best I can come up with
You take my words out for a walk
Leaving me to a halt

And I, and I

Hey Marzeri
What should I say to you?
If  I were not so trapped in trope
No Romeo  am I to though's Juliet
Whose eyes burn like galaxies
Swirling To the melody

Woo, woo... (Harmony)
The melody is 
You (Harmony)
The melody is 
You (Harmony)
The melody is
You (Harmony)

Hey Marzeri
Why do I feel this way?
When you come close 
My heart beats a song
When you smile
That song crescendos
And when you walk away
It beats all soft

And I, and I 

(Harmony)
The melody is 
You (Harmony)
The melody is 
You (Harmony)
The melody is 
You (Harmony)

Hey Marzeri
Where you going?
Where you going? Na, na, na
Hey Marzeri
Where you going? 
Where you going? Na, na, na
Hey Marzeri
Where you going?
Where you going?Na, na, na
Hey Marzeri
Where you going?
Where you going?
(Harmony)
(Ad libs)


Marzeri

This album is a labor of love for tracks that didn’t make it onto the debut album.  We decided to go back and really give these songs their due notice. Ultimately, we proudly proffer that the efforts have resulted in a true cohesive body of work.   The album noticeably starts upbeat, with naive pop and then transitions to edgy alternative rock  before making the loop back on the last track. It also goes from all real instruments to embracing more electronic sounds in the production. 

New Lenses

A wall of horns and synths on top of a hard grooving backbeat.

Fold It Back

A series of campy vignettes of my inner monsters

Invisible

The Thing

Melodramatic

The Beast

Broadway

Brains

Skeleton Man

A Dream

Some artists entertain.  Others captivate.  Twenty-one -year-old singer-songwriter Daniel Correa electrifies.  

When Daniel  performs, people don’t just listen to his music, they inhale it. His lyrics speak to anyone who has ever struggled for a sense of truth. His songs, an innovative blend of alternative rock and pop, are a high-octane testimonial to the exhilaration, yearning, and angst that defines coming-of-age.  While many young people daydream about what they want to be “when they grow up,” He is already well on his way to defining his future—one song at a time. 

Daniel has already released 2 albums:  “Progressions” and “Polluted” all along while 
attending  the University of Miami, Frost School of Music.  

“I want people to listen to my music and hear the honesty in it, to know that I’m not putting on airs or trying to be someone I’m not… that the joy and pain I write and sing about are real.”  Daniel confesses that off-stage he’s a bit of an introvert, quiet and introspective, but it’s on-stage where he truly comes alive.  

Born and raised in South Florida, his parents knew their son was unique when while dining out on family vacation, he began tugging at the sleeve of the venue’s performing musician.  Daniel repeatedly asked the musician if he could join him on stage.  The musician reluctantly handed him the mic.  He smiled, began his count, “1, 2, 3…” and then launched into a blazing rendition of Lenny Kravitz’s version of the Rock classic, “American Woman.”  He brought down the house.  One patron shook his head, commenting, “‘Now, I've seen it all.’” Daniel Correa was four years old.

Daniel Correa

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