“Raft to freedom”
written by Dan Reeder
There's a river that flows
through the middle of town
but they won't let you swim in it
And you can't go fishing
or paddle a canoe
there's nothing they'll let you
do in it
Now how am I ever
to realize my dream
of building a raft
and floating downstream?
How am I ever
to realize my dream
of floating downstream
to freedom?
“a sandy beach”
written by Dan Reeder
Jacoby went to China Won the Chinese lottery
Came home with a bunch of money Bought himself a plasma TV
When he got bored with it
He dumped it into the sea
They put him in jail
No trial No bail
Said it was a matter of national security
It's just a beach
A sandy beach
It’s just a beach
A sandy beach
When he got out, he went to Norway
But he had no place to stay
So he stole a tent and pitched it
At the skinny end Of a skinny bay
The police came unexpectedly
On a warm and sunny day
They took him to jail No trial
No bail
But this timе they threw the kеy away
It's just a beach
A sandy beach
It's just a beach
A sandy beach
“Four in the morning”
written by Dan Reeder
I get up
at four in the morning
stand by the window
and wait for the sun to rise
I get up
at four in the morning
stand by the window
and wait for the sun to rise
The cat jumps up
on the table beside me
and she doesn't say a word
and she doesn't say a word
The cat jumps up
on the table beside me
and she doesn't say a word
and she doesn't say a word
Later I make myself
a cup of coffee
and when I look
the cat is gone
Later I make myself
a cup of coffee
and when I look
the cat is gone
“Supernova”
written by Dan Reeder
I wanna watch that star
explode bright as the full
moon in the middle of the
day they say
I wanna watch that
star explode I want a
supernova for my
birthday
"stay down, man”
written by Dan Reeder
Nightclub parking lot, South of LA
The end of a long night at the end of a long day
Warm wind blows and the palm trees sway
And you had that shitty look on your face all day
I should’ve known the night would’ve ended this way
Stay down man, if you get up again he’ll probably kill ya
Stay where you are, I’ll go get the car and we can go
But I swear to god I’ll leave you here to die
If you say one more word to that guy
Nightclub parking lot, South of LA
The end of a long night at the end of a long day
Warm wind blows and the palm trees sway
Somebody called it in the cops are on their way
I should’ve known the night would’ve ended this way
Stay down man, if you get up again he’ll probably kill ya
Stay where you are, I’ll go get the car and we can go
But I swear to god I’ll leave you here to die
If you say one more word to that guy
“pussyboy”
written by Dan Reeder
Maybe I sing like a pussyboy but that don't mean I ain't got no
Maybe I sing like a pussyboy but that don't mean I ain't got
no Maybe I sing like a pussyboy but that don't mean I ain't got
no testosterone
And maybe I whine
like a little girl but that
don't mean I ain't got no
Maybe I whine like a little girl but that
don't mean I ain't got
no Maybe I whine like a little girl but that don't mean I ain't got
no testosterone
Maybe I sing like a
pussyboy but that
don't mean I ain't got no Maybe I sing like a pussyboy but that don't mean I ain't got
no Maybe I sing like a pussyboy
but that don't mean I ain't got
no testosterone
“love and hate”
written by Dan Reeder
Love and hate go together like hurry up and wait
Like too little too late, before you jump you always hesitate
Just feels sorta natural
Love and pain go together like thunder and rain
Like bitch and complain, like choo choo and train
Contempt and love go together like boxing and glove
Like push comes to shove like amazing and grace
Man, you should’ve seen her face
When she thought I misplaced
The insurance papers
“Jailtime”
written by Dan Reeder
Well I know that you know
if I catch you I'll kick your ass
Last time I took it easy on you
but this time would be your last.
Jailtime jailtime
I'd be looking at jailtime
Jailtime jailtime
I'd be looking at jailtime
Instrumental
I know you fear me
and you have good reason to.
All those broken bones
the misery that you've been through.
Jailtime jailtime
I'd be looking at jailtime
Jailtime jailtime
I'd be looking at jailtime.
“young at heart”
written by Dan Reeder
It's a special kind of solitude when you're up in a tree
There's no such thing as angels, but there might as well be
Sex is complicated, and so is democracy
They've been telling me I'm free all my life, but it don't feel that way to me
And recently it occurred to me
that I may no longer be
young at heart
Well I hate disruption
and I fear change
and I no longer notice
when it finally starts to rain
And recently it occurred to me
that I may no longer be
young at heart
Recently it occurred to me
that I may no longer be
young at heart
“born a worm”
written by Dan Reeder
Born a worm
Spins a cocoon
Goes to sleep
Wakes up a butterfly
Oh what the fuck is that about?
What the fuck is that about?
“nobody wants to be you”
written by Dan Reeder
You’re gonna have to tell her where the money went
Why you can’t pay the rent, why you have to move
You’re gonna have to tell her what happened to the car
And who those guys are in the living room
Oh whoa whoa nobody wants to be you
And who’s that girl who’s been hanging around?
The one in the white tube top and the tattoos
And why’s she showing everybody her ultrasound?
And what does that have to do with you?
Oh whoa whoa nobody wants to be you
Did you really think that you could just move away?
How dumb are you anyhow?
You know those guys have their guys everywhere
You know they’re probably watching us right now
You’re gonna have to tell her where the money went
Why you can’t pay the rent, why you have to move
You’re gonna have to tell her what happened to the car
And who those guys are in the living room
Oh whoa whoa nobody wants to be
Nobody wants to be
Nobody wants to be you
“baby say danger”
written by Dan Reeder
Baby say danger
Said brand new Ranger
Say ticky ticky ticky ticky testosterone
Baby say danger
Said brand new Ranger
Say ticky ticky ticky ticky testosterone
Ah oooh testosterone
Ah oooh testosterone
“woman in a pool”
written by Dan Reeder
Woman in a pool the color
of her legs all magnified
against the blue and the
sun beats down on the wet
concrete smells like
chlorine smells like
barbecue what would I
give to be young again
When there was no such thing as
a waste of time pick the wet
grass off of your bare feet and
when you're done lean up against
a tree and watch the cars go up
and down the street what would I
give to be young again
And when I die well you can bury
me in the playground of Wilson
school where I fell in love
for the very first time
I was six years old and already a goddamned fool
Woman in a pool
the color of her legs all magnified
against the blue and the
sun beats down on the wet
concrete smells like
chlorine smells like
barbecue what would I
give to be young again
“I drive my race car”
written by Dan Reeder
I drive my race car at extremely mega speed
(repeated)
“yodel song”
written by Dan Reeder
Well her face was as pretty as a face could be
I couldn’t help but stare
And as she turned to cross her legs
I saw her underwear
Yodel Lay Hee Hoo
“i don’t always miss you”
written by Dan Reeder
I don't always miss you when you're gone
and I don't think about you all the time
nobody to tell me what to do
and usually that nobody is you
I don't always miss you when you're gone
And I don't think about the time we spent
the things we did or the places that we went
and I don't sit 'round with a distant look
scribbling your name in little hearts in my notebook
I don't always miss you when you're gone
I know what love looks like from TV
from the books I've read and the movies that I've seen
and isn't it just everybody's dream
to be in love and never turn eighteen
I don't always miss you when you're gone
“porn song”
written by Dan Reeder
Did she actually cum from a dick in her mouth?
Well, I don’t believe it
I suspect she’s pretending just to give this the ending
We all want to see
Cause if she’s done then so are we
And we can roll over and go back to sleep
Did she actually cum from a dick in her mouth?
Well, I don’t believe it
“alcohol”
written by Dan Reeder
Do you ever listen to yourself?
sometimes you make no sense at all
and your friends begin to wonder
if it's you or the alcohol alcohol
Imagine how it looks to us when you lean up
against the wall and your eyes try to see but they
can't seem to cut through the alcohol alcohol
It's a lesson to us all if a
princess like you can fall
dot dot dot
Do you ever listen to yourself? sometimes you make no sense at all and you were the girl with everything the one who had it all alcohol
It's a lesson to us all if a princess like you can fall
dot dot dot
“hillbilly song”
written by Dan Reeder
We all went to church but daddy stayed
home to make soap and dress out the
possum that he found in the road the
front was ran over and ruined but the back legs and the loins was ok
Now possum's strong tastin'
and greasy but it's better than
nuthin' and when I say nuthin' what I mean is nuthin' on the
table which is something that a
city boy like you has never
seen
“a place on the river”
written by Dan Reeder
There's a place on the river where it forms pools and turns
Where ferns shade the moss and pines shade the ferns
And you can tell by the smell of the cool damp air
That you don't really have any business there
You can see it from your window as the train goes by
Back in the shadows under the midday sky
And if the wind don't blow and the river's not too high
The chances are good you'll see a dragonfly
Ba da dum de dum dum
There's a place on the river whеre it forms pools and turns
Where fеrns shade the moss and pines shade the ferns
And you can tell by the smell of the cool damp air
That you don't really have any business there
Ba da dum de dum dum