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Recorded at Owl Hollow - Omaha, NE & Lobos Lair - Minneapolis, MN; Mastered by Doug Van Sloun at Focus Mastering - Omaha, NE.

Special thanks to: Al Doub, for driving the bus; Doug Huggins; Justin Rudiger; Larry Dunn; Al & Michelle Irions; Clete Baker; Joe Voda; Dan & Gary at Sokol; Steve Malott; Almeda Berkey; Zachary, Kim & David Beasley; Nils Anders Erickson; Marilyn Thomsen; Dan Cerveny at Omaha Musician’s Assn., Local 70-558; Beth McBride; Steve Kocer; Paul Godtland; Marti & George Wilson; Terry Tonkinson; Fr. David Hemann; Darren Hopson; Linda & Franz; My Angel Donny; Amy Van Horne;
and most importantly, the people who are kind enough to purchase our products and attend our shows.

We honor all the women and men who have sacrificed so much for our country.
We are also proud supporters of: The Toy Drive for Pine Ridge Indian Reservation-www.toydriveforpineridge.org,
The Pacific Whale Foundation-www.pacificwhale.org and The Nature Conservancy-www.nature.org

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I Should Have Kissed You Then - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Scott Liebers - guitar, lead guitar
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

I was there right, at a stoplight
You pulled up right next to me
You looked my way, I looked your way
I saw the glint there in your eye

Walking in the woods with you, we came out on a glen
I saw your face by the light of the moon, I should have kissed you then

In the classroom, me in full bloom
You came in and smiled at me
I felt shaken, and awakened
My heart was racing I heard my sigh

Walking in the woods with you, we came out on a glen
I saw your face by the light of the moon, I should have kissed you then

Whenever we meet, I feel the heat
I know you asked about me
Showing no doubt, you asked me out
I never thought to ask you why

Walking in the woods with you, we came out on a glen
I saw your face by the light of the moon, I'm glad I kissed you then

Banana Companion - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Scott Liebers - guitar, lead guitar
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

Well, you’ve got it, you want it, feels like you need it,
Don’t be draggin’ me no more
Well, I said it, I meant it, it’s the truth I don’t regret it,
So, don’t be coming knockin’ on my door,
Well, there’s a curse on your family, and it’s right up your alley,
Things’ll be fine, you’ll see,
Like a ventriloquist and dummy and events are always chummy,
As long as I sat on your knee

Well, I think I’ll get a Mohawk, and maybe even a tattoo,
Hang out all night down at Venice beach, and play the roll of the rebounding fool,
Then buy me some friendly companions, who ask me for nothing more,
Than to drink all my beer and whiskey and rye, and constantly borrow my car

Well, you think it, you know it, truth is you show it,
So take it off and show it to me,
Well, I rocked you, I rolled you, I never should have told you,
That the spices were from Italy,
Well there from my hometown, across the world of renown,
Where crazy people dance down by the sea,
They dance around it like a coke in a plastic can, waiting on a fantasy

Well, I think I’ll get a Mohawk, and maybe even a tattoo,
Hang out all night down at Venice beach, and play the roll of the rebounding fool,
Then buy me some friendly companions, who ask me for nothing more,
Than to drink all my beer and whiskey and rye, and constantly borrow my car

Well, I got it, feels like I want it, don’t ever try to flaunt it, just listen to me,

What’s in it for me

Counting Daisies - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Scott Liebers - guitar, lead guitar
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

I can never imagine a time when you, weren’t my friend
I don’t want to think of a time when you won’t be, won’t be, won’t be, evermore my best friend

Living a life without a care, playing my game of solitaire 
There you were a great surprise
In plain sight but in disguise
I wasn’t looking when I found, someone like you to hang around 
I never hoped that I would be
 happy now and feeling free
I don’t think I could ever tire of your touch
I don’t think I could ever love you too much

Counting daisies all day long, playing music and singing songs 
Fortune smiles upon our heads
We embrace like newlyweds
Nothing’s forever we both know, live for today and so it goes 
Cherry red are your sweet lips
As I feel your fingertips
I don’t think I could ever tire of your touch
I don’t think I could ever love you too much

Our hopes and dreams are all entwined, as we go through life side by side 
You know how I truly care
About the life that we now share
Days turn to weeks and weeks to days, time’s so fleeting in many ways 
You’re so special a real find
Never a doubt in my mind
I don’t think I could ever tire of your touch
I don’t think I could ever love you too much

I can never imagine a time when you, weren’t my friend
I don’t want to think of a time when you won’t be, won’t be, won’t be, evermore my best friend

I Will Never Forget - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

We met in college when, we were out meeting men, and hanging out in bars
You had great talent then, I watched you struggle when, you set yourself apart
The story told within, of what you could have been, your life a work of art
I will never forget
I don't have a regret
I love you so much that now I feel like I'm dying

Through all our many years, we were three musketeers, while singing in the car
As you passed all your peers, doubt shouted in your ears, you’ll never be a star
Down your own trail of tears, you gave in to your fears, and took a trip too far
I will never forget
I don't have a regret
I love you so much that now I feel like I'm dying

I held your hand today, I watched you pass away, it's hard to comprehend
It's just as clear as day, I can still hear you say, that we should be best friends
I need to sit and pray, because I have to stay, and hope we meet again
I will never forget
I don't have a regret
I love you so much that now I feel like I'm dying

Nomad Sea - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Scott Liebers - guitar, lead guitar
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

Sitting all alone, want the wind to take me home
Where a cool breeze is blowing through the trees
And I don’t mind if the sun don’t shine
A little rain will keep me walking on the sea

Walking down a road with nowhere left to go
Trying to find something that’s free
I’ll take what I find, there’s no trouble yours is mine.
Many times I’ve been here and it’s all the same to me.

Seems to me, change has come, are we still free
Seems to me, change is coming, we will be free

I’m keeping afloat on this nomad sea,
Change is coming we will be free

Pardon Me - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Scott Liebers - guitar, lead guitar
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

I was just sitting here in my easy chair, smoking weed and feelin' content.
I was getting high in my easy chair, counting cash and feelin' content
When they knocked down the door, it was my "friends" from the government.

I had my day in court and I said, "Please let me go and you'll never see me again."
I had my day in court and I said, "Your honor, you'll never see me again."
He smiled down at me and said, "Missy, you're gonna be doin' your five to ten."

Now that I am done servin’ my time, my lawyer wrote me a heartfelt plea
Yeah my lawyer wrote to the President, he sent in my real heartfelt plea
Then I saw it on the TV myself, The President had pardoned me.

2nd Hand Sex Toy (instrumental) - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

Scott Liebers- guitars
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

What You Gonna Do Now - Rossiter, Liebers, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Scott Liebers - guitar, lead guitar
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

Your mother died one day
Left you money so they say
Wouldn't listen or take advice
Now you've got to pay the price
You dug the hole, now pay the toll
What you gonna do now

Bought a house with the cash
In a flash it turned to trash
Then came the brand new car
Bet you thought you were a star
You dug the hole, now pay the toll
What you gonna do now

Day to day was your plan
Played it loose as fancy can
Now with kids to educate
How's that going not so great
You dug the hole, now pay the toll
What you gonna do now

You blew it all so fast
You failed to make it last
Now you're workin' for a wage
Kind of feels like a cage
You dug the hole, now pay the toll
What you gonna do now

Got some luck and joined a band
Paid up front with cash in hand
Had to show up to perform
But your life's a firestorm
You dug the hole, now pay the toll
What you gonna do now

Talent wise you were blessed
Just as good as all the rest
Headed for your own graveyard
Please update your donor card
You dug the hole, now pay the toll
What you gonna do now

I Saw You Standing There - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Scott Liebers - guitar, lead guitar
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

I love to play and sing in a band
I hit the stage my Tele in hand
I scouted the crowd out in no man's land
And then I saw Mr. one-night stand
I knew you were trouble when I saw you standing there

Big blue eyes with an icy stare
You topped it off with your fiery red hair
Standing alone without a care
A grin so wide it just wasn't fair
I knew you were trouble when I saw you standing there

I played the show the best that I could
You never moved from where you stood
Then strutted up like some Robin Hood
I knew I shouldn't but said that I would
I knew you were trouble when I saw you standing there

Now ten years later who would have guessed
You'd be around to help me get dressed
You're so damn good you are the best
I still play guitar, God am I blessed
I knew you were trouble when I saw you standing there

Dead End Street - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Scott Liebers - guitar, lead guitar
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

I'm up every morning about half past six
I tell myself get prepared to take my licks
Got to get me dressed I've got to blow
Here I go, don't you know,
I'm headed through life, down a dead-end street

Got to get the barista to make my fix
Can't hang around too damn long I hit the bricks
Why is morning always such a show
Here I go, don't you know,
I'm headed through life, down a dead-end street

Time to catch the train so I head uptown
And then I have to deal with some freakin' clown
Always one jerk I don't need to know
Here I go, don't you know,
I'm headed through life, down a dead-end street

Now I'm off the train and I run through the door
Then I take the lift to the forty fourth floor
Better start to work to make my dough
Here I go, don't you know,
I'm headed through life, down a dead-end street

There I see my desk it's all stacked with crap
Before I start to work I really need a nap
This seems to be the way my days flow
Here I go, don't you know,
I'm headed through life, down a dead-end street

No Means No - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Scott Liebers - guitar, lead guitar
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

I met this guy, my freshman year
He took me to his frat and we drank a little beer
Cuddled up close, ‘til I said no
Then he pinned me down and wouldn’t let me go

Now listen here, there’s no submission
No means no, it’s my decision

Got out of school, had a great job
Then came a new boss man was he a slob
I never thought, that he could really be
One of those jerks always hitting on me

Now listen here, there’s no submission
No means no, it’s my decision

This tale’s real dark, I understand
It’s hard to fight back and to take a stand
Don’t you touch me, without my permission
I’ll send you down the road to perdition

Now listen here, there’s no submission
No means no, it’s your decision

No means no, No means no, No means no, No means no

Tonto Culo - Rossiter, Liebers, Crinklaw, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Scott Liebers - guitar, lead guitar
Chet Crinklaw - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums, vocals

I know you so well a raging bull, with no nuts
I see you stand there a slaughtered lamb, with no guts
I see right through you a window pane, with no glass
You have no substance a big balloon, with no gas

I don't care who you say you are
I don't care you think you're a star
You don't fool me, you're the big bad ass with the money machine

We always work hard you will only, skim the cream
We will not bow down you will never, stop our dream
We'll keep our heads up you won't use us, like the rest
You're not our father you're no god, who knows best

I don't care who you say you are
I don't care you think you're a star
You don't fool me, you're the big bad ass with the money machine

You try to rule us we won't give you, total power
You seek a kingdom way atop your, golden tower
You use so many that is your, reputation
Don't you misjudge us we're a part, of this great nation

I don't care who you say you are
I don't care you think you're a star
You don't fool me, you're the big bad ass with the money machine