Suicide Suite
Out in the Pastures Grazing
Shot in the Head Punk
End of an Era
Give Me Some
Closer to My Death
Guitar Player
90's Logic Applied
To Myself
Down the Hogback Road
Our Morning on Mars
A Good Waste of Time
Devirginizer Who Fell in Love
Cyberslut Surf Psycho Diva
The Drought
Mirror Lake
Pay
Pushing Forward
Six o' Clock News Man
Coming Down on You
Beauty$
My Gravestone
Pretty Angel
Into the Endless Night
The Song in My Head
The Goblins of Trois:
A Prose Piece that
Appears in the 98 Book
The lake itself had dark
areas
Deep people deep waters said
Folks said this was where
Muderer's took their dead
Oh, I yeah - I think it's true
I get these vibes when I'm there
I'm sure that you've been there too
There's always gore for others to share
Like the maggots that churn on the carcass
There's a system going on in everything
Nature's imbalance will break down at last
The river is taking over the drug ring
Oh - I - Yeah, I know it's true
The government and lawyers all make cash
They sell out many souls: system for you
Until they burn out the remains to ash
Drug lords swimming in acid filled pools
So the drug busters make their quota
In cognito they live - undercover fake fool
I'll swim at the lake - I'm glad to know ya