He wanted a tree fort more than anything Yes, he wanted to build and defend one on his own But the neighbour boys' BB siege was overwhelming So he won't be building his dream tree fort anymore 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 Evil Knievel And a canyon to jump in his backyard Danny Carlisle He don't give a shit about the Contras Danny Carlisle He's barely grown and he's used up most of his options And still he would rather dream, dream, dream Still he would rather dream than fuck 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 Carlisle He don't give a shit about the Contras Yeah Danny Carlisle He's barely grown and he's used up most of his options And still he would rather dream, dream, dream than fuck Still he would rather dream than fuck