I Met Her In A Club Down

Paranoia, The Destroyer.

I've Written So Many Songs About Englishmen, I Have To Go Elsewhere.

What Are We Living For? Two Roomed Apartment On The Second Floor?

Plastic Man Got No Brain, Plastic Man Don't Feel No Pain.

Those Three Chords Were Part Of My Life - G, F, Bb - Yeh, It Is, It Is, And I Can't Help Noticing It. But There Have Been Other Things Nearly As Close To It Which People Haven't Noticed, Other Things We Have Done.