My name is Danny...

My name is Danny, I'm a self-employed juggler from Danville, I'm a Paul Newman look a like, I taught James Dean how to strut. I wrestled with a water cannon in Dry Water Gulch, I bent the world back in shape and spat out all the corruption. I was born on the run, in the State of loneliness, I had attitude spilling from my jeans. The world was my baseball and I batted it against the wall of space. No one ever cared, no one held out their hand, so I invented a life no one expected. You can call me Danny but I don't answer to my name, I never did what you thought and I dodged all the blame. If you're cute, I will sing but the words will only make sense to me...

Words by Trev Teasdel