I've Been Standing Here


Waiting For The Bus On A Saturday


Laundry On My Back


Ultraviolet Rays


Like Posing For A Shot On A Magazine


What The Hell Does It Mean





I'm A Travelling Man


Straight From The Can


I'm A Thousand Miles Away


From My Number One Fan





My Folks Are Getting Tight


Won't Let Me Out At Night


You Can't Avoid The Complications


When There's No Reason At All





When The Lightning Strikes We Fry


I'll Drink My Beer


I'll Wipe My Tears


Southbound In The Sky





Another Crime


Another Reason Gets You Everyday


The Only Time That You Can Talk


You Ain't Got Nothing To Say





Well, I'm Caught Up In A Stupid Game


That I Can't Play


It's Just A Waste Of Time


But I'm In It Anyway





I've Been Sitting Here


Watching The Signs


Too Many Cars At Night


Belching In The Moonlight





We're Doing Ninety


As The Sky Turns To Gray


The People Look Like Bees


Buzzing In The Highway





The Wheel Are Rolling


Like A Rolling Stone


Alone, I Choose The Road Less Traveled On





Now I'm Lying Here


Waiting For The Day On The Second Deck


Dreaming Of A Girl From A Fairy Tale


Chain Around My Neck


A Ride Is All It Takes


But Pains Get In The Way