- One Last Lunge of the Big-Time Washed-Up Player
So full of shit
I need another hit
Tattered and torn
Looseleaf paraded storm
Blinded by the sound of silence
Someone save me, someone take me home
- Camera Ready Kids
Tell miss persistence she is not alone
Harriet Island was the place that we called home
Pack up your ancestors and send them far away
Tell them we're never going to get there
Are we ever going to get there?
No
Just a couple of kids
- Depend On Me
Slow down radio I'm so serenade
late nights discovered and pitched let's celebrate suffocate
hard charts batter in rams the remedies
locked down and other again again
Chorus:
From the ceiling of the sun the chaos never ends
to the fooling of the cards the after this time ends..
- Total Devastation
We are waiting for the guns of navarone
To blow our minds and heal our wounded souls
We are waiting for the chance to make amends
Don't just sit there dead pretending
This is not a test
This is very real
This is total devastation, devastation
- We Are Cosmonaut
That satellite, it is a pretty thing, it glows really bright, it burns everything.
We float like aerosol, we rupture through illuminati,
We spin like jupiter, and hold our breath, and hold on, hold on.
Beep beep beep,
We tear a million light years through the Saturn circle,
Beep beep beep,
- Western Boys and Girls
Those western boys, they got the noise
But don't know how to use it
Those western girls, they own the world
But don't know how to prove it
Ooo, oo oo oo
Ooo, oo oo oo
Ooo, oo oo oo, oo oo oo