Hopelessly Retarded
Spluttering Decay
Crying Out The Lament Every Night And Every Day
Hiding In The Twilight X-ray Shades
Suffering From Constipation Tripping Out Of Space
I've Been Recoiled Into Stoneage
Covetous A Dream
Obnoxious And Depraved Waking Up In A Scream
Sleeping In The Morgue A Weird Effect On Me
Think I Lost My Consciousness
Left Reality
My Inners Circle's
Helter-skelter
Echoes Lovin' Ecstasy
I Know I'll Find A Way To Live
A Way For You And Me

Let Me Be Your Piggybank
Let Me Be Your Piggybank

Totally Addicted Under Detrimental Spell
And If I Had A Shotgun I'd Blow Myself To Hell
Let Me Be Your Piggybank For Nothing But Your Smell
And If I Had A Shotgun I'd Blow Myself To Hell
Squalid And Deranged I'm The Outlaw Of The Kin
Will Never Be The Same Again Stuck In Deadly Sin
I Slouch Along The Street Instead Of Strutting Down The Block
I Still Did Not Recover From That Stunning Cold Shock
Away From Phony People
Besides The Way Of Life
I Won't Be Blamed For Loving You I'll Take You Be My Wife

Let Me Be Your Piggybank
Let Me Be Your Piggybank