You Don't Count The Dead, When God's

How Does It Feel, How Does It Feel To Be Without A Home, Like A Complete Unknown, Like A Rolling Stone.

Little Red Wagon, Little Red Bike, I Ain’t No Monkey But I Know What I Like.

Chaos Is A Friend Of Mine.

Good And Bad, I Define These Terms, Quite Clear, No Doubt, Somehow.

She Makes Love Just Like A Woman.