SONGS from GIRL CAN FLY album in MP3:     America's Dong (newly remastered)     Waiting for a Sunrise     Miami Sweat Machine

                    Girl can Fly     For Veronica     America's Other Dong     Mail at Night     Return from Oblivion  (fan favorite psycho-thriller!)

Buy the CD GIRL CAN FLY here!  $6.00 US  free shipping! (Are you nuts?)

  

Postal Classics:

Doughnuts in the Mezzanine   

399 (The Test Deck SOng)

MOving the Beast

Other Great Hits:

No Big Deal

Getaway For Christmas

 

 Dave's Newest Releases:

Running on a Wheel

No End to Her Loving

                   

Dave's Greatest ecological opus, AGE OF CARS, is a blazing hot environmental  screamer now available for MP3 download!          

                                       AGE OF CARS             

This is the age of instant ruin.

Our bombs are smarter than our sages

No longer care what we are doing

It is the darkest of the ages.

This is the age of rampant toxins

 In our soil and in the seas

The chickens now have let the fox in

And so the wolves do as they please.

 

We could have gone to the stars

We could have healed all our scars

We could have learned who we are

Instead here ends the age of cars.

 

It is the age of melting mountains

Storms and winds and flood and drought

Trading blood for blackish fountains

Trading faith for lies and doubt

It is the age of senseless plans

Pushbutton battles freeze-dried wars

Burning wells in desert sands

Here now ends the age of cars

 

Here ends the age of cars

Here ends the age of cars

Here ends the age of cars

Here then ends the age of cars

 

We could have gone to the stars

We could have healed all our scars

We could have learned who we are

Instead here ends the age of cars.

 

We filled our tanks with precious nectar

We grew our food on sterile soil

Our Earth became a debt collector

We stood and watched her oceans boil

We sold our souls for more combustion

Our cities cried with smoke and ash

We never tired of consumption

Threw out our conscience with the trash

We filled our tanks with ancient bones

We filled our graves with future toil

We filled our hearts with piles of stones

And filled our veins with drugs of oil.

                                                                                                                                                      

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