Well, I don’t want a thing to do with you kind
And I ain’t got no time to kill on your dime
Strung up, hanging ‘round
Looking like you’re upside down

Well, I ain’t wanting to shed no blood, that’s your crime
And I ain’t wanting to sling no mud, I clean it up
You ain’t what I’d call a friend
I wouldn’t even if I could pretend
Man, you ain’t like anybody else

As night becomes the sun to rise
As dirt becomes the butterflies
As sure as though it always seems to stay the same

And I’ll be waiting anxiously
And I’ll be falling fast asleep
And I’ll be dreaming of the day the dream died

No sticks, no stones could break my bones like you can
If I knew hate, I’d call it love for you, man
High up on the hill, cheaper than a dollar bill
Man, you ain’t like anybody else

Should we pretend that it’s the end?
Are you my curse, are you my friend?
And if we got hit to the end of the road
Will you be there to carry my load?

I’m getting it back with that terrible feeling
My vision is cracked, but it looks like it’s healing
I’m getting it back like it’s four in the morning
When the sun only shines as if been giving a warning

I’m getting it back with the rest of the leap year
I’m keeping the rabbit, the bat and the reindeer
I’m getting it out, whatever I gotta keep in
I’m telling the truth, said it don’t win with pretend

Should we pretend?
Should we pretend?
Should we pretend?

When you were young, you were the King of carrot flowers
And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees
In holy rattlesnake that fell all around your feet

And your mom would stick a fork right into daddy’s shoulder
And dad would throw the garbage all across the floor
As we would lay and learn what each others bodies were for

And this is the room, one afternoon I knew I could love you
And from above you how I sank into your soul
Into that secret place where no one dares to go

And your mom would drink until’ she was no longer speaking
And dad would dream of all the different ways to die
Each one a little more than he could dare to try

Forgot about these guys. 

Dan’s passion and his ability to keep creating regardless of the reaction it gets is so amazing and really inspiring. 

I’ve gotta big big big heart beat, yeah

I think you are the sweetest thing

I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud

I’ve been having good days

Think we are the right age to start our own peculiar ways?

With good friendly homes

You get me freaked freaked freaked on Preakness

I’ve never met a girl that

Likes to drink with horses

Knows her Chinese ballet

I must admit you smell like fruity nuts and good grains

But could you show my purple gaze a thing or two at night?

It’d make me sick sick sick to kiss you and I think that I would vomit

But I’ll do that on Mondays

I don’t have to work away

I like it when I bump you

An accident’s a truth gate

I’m humbled in your pretty lens

I’ll hold you don’t you go

Sometimes you’re quiet and sometimes I’m quiet, Hallelujah!

Sometimes I’m talkative and sometimes you’re not talkative, I know

Well I’d like to spread your perfume around the old apartment

Could we live together and agree on the same wares

A trapeze is a bird cage and even if its empty it definitely fits the room

And we would too

And my dear dear dear Khalana

I talk too much about you

Their ears are getting tired of me singing all the night through

Lets just talk together

You and me and me and you

And if there’s nothing much to say

Well, silence is a bore

I’ve gotta big big big heart beat, yeah

I think you are the sweetest thing

I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud

I’ve been having good days

Think we are the right age to start our own peculiar ways?

With good friendly homes

Sometimes you’re quiet and sometimes I’m quiet, Hallelujah!

Sometimes I’m talkative and sometimes you’re not talkative, I know

Sometimes you hear me when others they can’t hear me. Hallelujah!

Sometimes I’m naked and thank god sometimes you’re naked. Well, hello

Can I tell you that you are the purple in me?

Can I call you just to hear you would you care?

When I saw you put your purple finger on me

There’s a feeling in your bottle

Found your bottle, found your heart

Gives a feeling from your bottled little part

Eh-oh!

Gotta crush high

Thought I crushed all I could

Crushed all I can then I crushed your hand

Crush high

Don’t want it to stop

Cause stories of your brother make my crush high bop

And you couldn’t really know cause its in my toes

And sometimes I wonder where’d that crush high go

Crush high

Then i go and take some pills

Cause I cant do all of my dose and still feel ill

You get that WOOOO!

There’ll be time to get by, to get dry after the swimming pool
Oh there’ll be time to just cry, I wonder why it didn’t work out
There’ll be time to fish fry for letters by yours, yours truly
Yours truly

Someone in my dictionary’s up to no good
I never find the very special words I should
So I have another party with a water glass
And I sit on all your actions it’s a birthing game

And I’ll bet he needs a shower ‘cause he’s just like me
And the soldiers in the painting know your secret face
Well your parrot told me just how I can make you smile
Gonna let you do your thinking if you need awhile

But what I gave you made him get mad
A little bit funny how a thing like that
Could travel from one mouth in through another
And the next thing you know you gotta hear it from your brother

And the words they sting like a stump of old wasps
Remember when I said go throw the rock in there
And we ran through the woods to our good house
You forgot about the things that he could say like

I don’t think that I like you anymore
Well I found new feelings at the feeling store
And I can’t find you at our kissing place
I’m scared of those new pair of eyes you have

So I duck out and go down to find the swimming pool
Hop a fence, leave the street and wet my feet, I’ll find a swimming pool
'Cause when I'm snuffed out I doubt, I'll find a swimming pool
Hop a fence, leave the street and wet my feet, I’ll find a swimming pool

But I don’t wish that I was dead
A very old friend of mine once said
That either way you look at it you have your fits
I have my fits but feeling is good

Confusions not a kidney stone in my brain
But if were miscommunicating do we feel the same?
Then either way you look at it you have your fits
I have my fits but feeling is good

So I duck out and go down to find the swimming pool
Hop a fence, leave the street and wet my feet, I’ll find a swimming pool
'Cause when I'm snuffed out I doubt, I'll find a swimming pool
Hop a fence, leave the street and wet my feet, I’ll find a swimming pool

You gotta give a little, you gotta get a little bit
You gotta give a little, you gotta get a little bit
You gotta give a little, you gotta get a little bit
You gotta give a little, you gotta get a little bit