After All

 
It's like my mind, made up my mind and after all we've been through, after all we've been through. 
It's like the time, time after time and all the things we've been through, all the things we've been through. 
It's like the day, after today and after all we've been through after all we've been through. 
It's like my mind, made up my mind and after all we've been through, after all we've been through. 
It's like the time, time after time and all the things we've been through, all the things we've been through. 
It's like the night, after tonight and after all we've been through, after all we've been through. 
Open the door. 
Sit at the table. 
We could have a talk, if you're able. 
Open the door. 
Sit at the table. 
We could have a drink, if you're able. The door. 

Original words and music by: Boat 
Drums: Don Lapora 
Guitar/Vocal: David Ledgerwood 
Bass/Backing Vocal: Dave Hiney 
Air Organ: Matt Shimabukuro

Antenna Array 
  
Passing Through the bushes, and over the trees its aimed right at my head. 
Yes I'm receiving your transmission, full lights reading red. 
Go ahead and explain yourself away, to my antenna array. 
Go ahead and explain yourself away, to my antenna array. 
Skipping across the ocean and floating on the seas, are the endless microwaves. 
I must consult with my electrician, caught in you wire maze. 
Go ahead and explain yourself away, to my antenna array. 
Go ahead and explain yourself away, to my antenna array. 
My antenna array. 
My antenna array. 
My antenna array. 
My antenna array. 
Hang up and dial again, I feel like we've been disconnected. 
You sound like your far away, even though I'm standing right next to you. 
Hang up and dial again. 
Hang up and dial again. 
Hang up and dial again. 
  
Backing Vocal/Drums: Don Lapora 
Lyrics/Guitar/Vocal: David Ledgerwood 
Mumbles/Bass: Dave Hiney

A Short Life (Instrumental) 
  
all: Dave Hiney

Banquet of Stars 
  
Cows feed on stars, it's the history of the milkyway. 
This banquet begins with the meaning of our lives. 
Mr. Wobbles knows it's hard discipline, just to survive when your sensors can't show you the way. 
Some where beyond... outerspace, with our four-legged friends, yea, all our four-legged friends. 
There's a snake in a hole, tasting the air, feeling the ground. 
Be careful where your stick your nose, traveled too far, into the fray, strikes your face. 
Stars turn round your head, feel your dead, just not yet. 
At night Moon Maidens appear, from their dark side, watching the fields of space, 
for the cows to congregate, filling the pails of dreams, feeding the milk of stars, 
consist of who you are. 
Just like yesterday, and today, everyday. 
  
Vocal/Bass/Lyrics: Dave Hiney 
Vocal/Guitar/Lyrics: David Ledgerwood 
Lead Guitar/Backing Vocal/Lyrics: Matt Shimabukuro 
Drums/Backing Vocal/Lyrics: Don Lapora 
Backing Vocal: John Glassco 
 

Big Coyote Fuzz Tail (Instrumental) 
  
Drums/Guitar: Don Lapora 
Guitar: Matt Shimabukuro 
Bass: Dave Hiney 
Guitar: David Ledgerwood

Blue Racer (Instrumental) 
  
Guitar: Matt Shimabukuro 
guitar: David Ledgerwood 
Drums: Don Lapora 
bass: Dave Hiney

Cats Fly Dog Kites 
  
Cats fly dog kites, feather in the wind. 
Must be careful dogs bite, a paw needs to mend. 
Human beings live for friends, they live for Oreo's. 
Throwing caution to the wind, then they catch a cold. 
Birds bet, cats fight, money on the wing. 
Must be careful, cats bite a bird may never sing. 
Human beings live for sun, they worship it with skin. 
Throwing caution to the wind with harmful evolution. 
Worms duck birds fight, with a kamikaze grin. 
Must be careful birds bite, swallow you end to end. 
Human beings live for thrills, they live for climbing high. 
Throwing caution to the wind, with a chance that they might die. 
Cats fly dog kites, feathered in the wind. 
  
Drums/lead vocals: Don Lapora 
Piano/Air Organ/Bass/Backing Vocals: Dave Hiney 
Lyrics/Guitar/Backing Vocals: David Ledgerwood

Cattle Train 
  
Cattle Train is coming to town. 
Cattle Train is rolling home. 
Cattle Train is coming to town. 
Cattle Train oh oh oh. 
I’m a man who couldn’t survive, past the city on a bankers hours. 
Too much whiskey, I fall down. I can’t wear boots they blister my feet. 
She’s out on a dusty trail, a six gun shooter is her best friend. 
She’s rough in the saddle and she won’t wear lace. I woke up again in a bunk house dream. 
Cattle Train is coming to town. 
Cattle Train is rolling home. 
Cattle Train is coming to town. 
Cattle Train oh oh oh. 
The stockyard is looking low, I know my baby is coming home. 
When I hear the whistle blow, I’ll take her love like the engine groans. 
Wasting time on indecision got to play my best hand. 
Looking for that last horizon, heading out the lonesome trail. 
  
Lyrics/Bass/Vocals/Nuts: Dave Hiney 
Acoustic Guitar: Matt Shimabukuro 
Drums: Don Lapora 
Electric Guitar/Backing Vocals: David Ledgerwood

Children's Song (not suitable for children) 
  
There once was a little bunny rabbit, who love to sing jump and play. 
One day the bad kids dun grabbed him and rubbed his fur the wrong way. 
Now something inside of him is different, something has caused him to twist. 
Now when you reach down to pet him, he?ll take off your hand at the wrist. 
There once was a little fluffy ducky, who loved to swim around all day. 
One day the fishermen dun moved in and now there boats get in the way. 
So he went and hijacked a tanker and dumped it all in the lake. 
Before the fishermen could get out he tossed a match and watched them bake. 
  
Lyrics/Vocal/Guitar: David Ledgerwood 
Guitar: Matt Shimabukuro 
Bass: Dave Hiney 
Drums: Don Lapora