Screaming Is Bad For The Voice, But

It's Exploding Bags, Aerosol Cans Southbound Buses, Peter Pan They Left It Up To Us Again I Thought You Knew The Drill It's Kill Or Be Killed.

If I Loved You, Well That's My Fault

The Sound Of Loneliness Makes Me Happier.

Everything Must Belong Somewhere. I Know That Now, That's Why I'm Staying Here.

We Made Love On The Living Room Floor With The Noise In The Background Of A Televised War And In That Defeaning Pleasure I Thought I Heard Someone Say If We Walk Away They'll Walk Away