Rooney

Am I late?  Thanks for all the fun back in the day.  I miss the mixed-CD trades and all the swell folks I met trading live shows.  To another 20 years...

I approve of this thread.  Well done sir!!

I like this very much...

http://cdbaby.com/cd/dannathechanges

Elliott produced a few tracks on the first Birddog EP, Trackhouse. Glenn Kotche played drums, as did Elliott on a number of the tracks. There

Great show indeed. I thought

amanda is in love

with the sight of the moon

she's got pale green stars

in her room

right above her bed

put them on the ceiling

leave on the light

when the sun goes down

then the stars might shine

shining in the dark

skinny little girl in her room alone

she's got hell to spare

in her home

if you can call it a home

doesn't want to be

like anybody else

when no one is around

she talks to herself

I can hear her in the night

hey- hey yeah

it's hard on a girl

when the blood won't come

when it ought to come

it's hard on a girl

when you try to walk around

on the shaky ground

hey, hey

daddy's going away

scared little girl

watching aladdin on tv

amanda always cries

when you yell at me

yeah- please don't yell at me

climb up all those stairs

close the door

doesn't want to

hear us fighting anymore

yeah, better call it a day

hey- hey yeah

it's hard on a young girl

she thinks it's all her fault

when it all goes wrong

it's hard on a grown man too

see my baby crying at the window

calling out my name

hey, hey

daddy's going away

she's got pale green stars in her room

I wanna know

I wanna know

I wanna know

I wanna know

Was the garage your playground

Your pool a hose

Did you piss in the alley

and get your toes caught

In the spokes of a bike with a banana seat

Did you carry a knife that was rusted shut tight

You got drunk after church at 13

We may well be the ones

To set this world on its ear

We may well be the ones

If not, then why are we here

I wanna know, I wanna know

The sweet smell of candles burnt low by young women

Alone on their own for the very first time

Under posters of rock stars that you vaguely resemble

In front of a cat a responding "Perhaps"

Means that you'll be the next one in line

We may well be the ones

To set this world on its ear

We may well be the ones

If not then why are we here

Why the hell then are we here

I wanna know, I wanna know

You may well be the next one

Someone sell me a handgun

Goodbye Ma, I'm done for

It's the law, tell me what for

I wanna know, I wanna know

Smoke cigerette butts

from your brother's green helmet

He wore in that war once

where everyone lost

And they taught him to pour coffee and napalm

And traded his storm for an intense calm

That just won't let him be

We may well be the ones

To set this world on its ear

We may well get it done

Why the hell else are we here

We may well be the ones

To set this world on its ear

We may well be the ones

If not then why are we here

If not then why are we here

We may well be the ones

Rob, the site is GREAT!! Thanks for doing this.