verse 1 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