Well Pale Face Said
To The Eyeball Kid
She Just Goes Clank And Boom And Steam
A Halo, Wings, Horns And A Tail
Shoveling Coal Inside My Dreams
There Are No Laws
She's Made Of Cream
She's Such A Scream

Qui Bon Tres Bien, Nails In Cement
A Donnie Gal From Mortal Clay
The Plow Is Red
THe Well Is Full Inside
The Dollhouse Of Her Skull
A Cheetah Coat Fills Up With Steam
She's Such A Scream

All Crooked Lines
Her Fireplace
A Milktrain So Clean
Machine Gun Haste
You'll Ride The Only Wall Of Shame
And Drag That Chain Across The State
Her Lips Are Red
She Is The Queen
She's Such A Scream