He wanted a tree fort more than anything
Yes he wanted to build and defend one on his own
But the neighbor boys' BB seige was overwhelming
So he a-won't be building his dream tree fort anymore
verse 2
He received a five-speed Schwinn for Christmas
So he built a ramp out of the plywood and a stump
And at nights he dreamed Evel Knievel
And a canyon to jump in a-his backyard
Danny um-Carlisle, he don't give a shit about the Contras
Danny um-Carlisle, he's barely grown and he's used up most of his options
And still he would rather dream, dream, dream
And still he would rather dream than fuck
verse 3
Once he used a pocket knife to kill a garden snake
Yes he chopped that evil serpent into fours
And when he raised his eyes to heaven as a soldier
He wiped the blood of bad snake on his shirt
Yeah Danny um-Carlisle, he don't give a shit about the Contras
Yeah Danny um-Carlisle, he's barely grown and he's used up most of his options
And still he would rather dream, dream, dream
And still he would rather dream than fuck