- Bellyeye
All my mind's pissing out of me pouring brain It's my slave and I'm Counting on kitchen clean for the masses I can save yeah I can save I can save and I'm amaze...
- Day Is Gone
Telling familiar stories Invited us to our home for some soup Bothered by steam We clipped our wing, so we can't fly Better than better than what? Some dying o...
- Eden On The Air
Plain we make it How we love plain and even This is even Things are fine odd But we all like it even This is even You are on the air You're on the water Water...
- Fairy Mary Mag
Don't do anything just stand there Holding the line with man and boy Shaking all hands If I were a bad dog you'd all be dead Six big strong boys of the lads C ...
- Fiery Gun Hand
Sacred patience and a short silence And we will be sure as eggs is eggs that Jesus'll hold his fiery hand to the gun And together we'll blow him to the ends of...
- Horsehead
In the mirror and in the reflection His horsey head made him soft for his man All he wants to do is quietly breathe They spoilt him by breaking him snip off and...
- In A City Lining
Oh what a plain necessity to be alive Always too soon to criticise I have had under my eyes and nose My mouth singing me lullabies I have no right to complain ...
- Insect Hoofs On Lassie
Real or imaginary Ice-spitting fire, that comfortable sound Hands in the air both feet still on the ground Lassie's on my TV I get flat on all fours and start k...
- Is This The Life
Following around to see a life that's never in Always calling itself on it's own phone Though it's never quite at home in the world today See it to arranging th...
- The Breakfast Line
[... But I've created my own monster] I regard them By force of habit It is so that's why I In a few days I will informally la la la la laugh Ha ha ha ha ha! ...
- The Leader Of The Starry Skies
He shone down the stairs Careful sun day when he can Move anything with his eyes He wants to be the leader of the skies Aims to see the starry sky with his own...
- The Whole World Window
It's just a funny world That hides me out of sight And I will stay with her All through the day And through the night And if she only had Stopped making that h...
- There's Too Many Irons In The Fire
She lived among hubbering flights and sparks She breathed them in they nested in her ears Life is toying with bringing back again The tool that planes against t...
- Wireless
Jenny's bed is nailed to the floor Black dog, tumble weed, white dress Play whistley wireless happy Fireworks under her pillow Cold girl and deadness Can you c...