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
Pushed to the ground ina filthy alley
Your pride is smeard into piss and shit
You here the sound of a bullet being loaded
Shot in the head, punk
Stupid little girl got into too much
She was twisting the mind of a madman
He couldn't waste time on her games
They found her headless corpse in a river
Too many punks walking the streets
Living like there's no tommarrow
I love them all, but I gotta survive
Shot in the head, punk
There is a kid who wants to play
In some neighborhood like yours
He's sucked into what he thinks is cool
He'll be the next tobe toting a piece
Too many punks walking around
It gets meaningless to try to be cool
The blood through the drains, the hole in the
ground
Shot in the head punk
SHOT IN THE HEAD