Another moth disintegrates,
Hovering in the beam of a searchlight that's looking for a trace of a plane whose pilot it's a shame has gone insane.
You can see the silhouette across the moon,
He hung himself mid-flight in the bathroom.
Why is it so high?
Why is it so much?
Brain Damage
With You
Right Now
Bohemian Rhapsody
Brain Damage
After The Goldrush
Tangerine
Frogs
What a Wonderful World
Silver Trembling Hands
Evil
What a Wonderful World
Thank You Jack White (For The Fiber-Optic Jesus That You Gave Me)
Hit Me Like You Did the First Time
A Spoonful Weighs A Ton
Fight Test
Unplugged
How Will We Know?
Chrome Plated Suicide
Christmas At The Zoo