The highways (The Slipstreams of half-sacks)
Are jammed up from pillar to post
Night changes things:
Everything is foul and filthy the reign
The settlers are kicking off their shoes
Flex those comets, bury that asshole
'Cos noxious obnoxious is guilty as hell
Take those smokestacks to your lawyers
And smoke out the lot of them
Drown them all out
Just Like You
Helios
Just Like You
Recyclable Body Fluids In Human Form
Red
Folie
Stucco Obelisiks Labelled as Trees
How To Become A Virgin
Futile Agreement
Siphoning Projectiles During Selective Amnesia
Book Of Bot
How to Build a Pessimistic Lie Detector
All Your Own Way
We Have Reached An Official Verdict: Nobody Gives A Shit
Who's Handling The Population Paste?
Tower Of Mammal
The Unwilling...Led By The Unqualified...Doing The Unnecessary...For The Un
Live From The Russian Compound
Folie
This Is Radio Surgery