Bach is dead
Bach is dead
Bach is dead
Bach is dead
Walking women want to see
The Southern Cross at night
And so they set aside a sock
And tie their laces tight
Yes mournful is the melody
That echoes in their heads
Without a beat they march along
Believing Bach is dead
Bach is dead
Secrets
Caring
Dimples And Toes
The Service
Tongue
Tongue Story (part II)
Spilling the Seed
My Work is So Behind
The Beekeeper's Daughter
Jambalaya
The Seven Ugly Cows
Here Come The Bums
Cain and Abel
Epilogue
Act of Being Polite
Tourniquet Of Roses
Tongue Story (part III)
Boo Who
I Hate Heaven
Give it to Someone Else