A heart that's full up like a landfillA job that slowly

BirdWhilst on a walking holiday in remote regionsI chance upon

never learnThey never learnBeyond the pointOf no returnOf no

Can't get the stink offHe's been hanging 'round for daysComes like

are my twisted wordsWent off the roof still

I'm at the pearly gatesThis'll be on my videotape,

are barn doorsAnd there are revolving doorsDoors in the

drown my beliefsTo have your babiesI'll dress like your

it up, loud!)(Bring it do we go from

thinking about youYour records are hereYour eyes are on

get any big ideasThey're not gonna paint your

1. Fake Plastic Trees (Live from Tibetan Freedom Concert)2. Street Spirit

When you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyeYou're just

Part 1: How to Disappear Completely thereThat's not meI

its right placeIn its right place- EverythingIn its right placeIn

motorways, and tramlinesStarting and then stoppingTaking off and landingThe emptiest

Poetry!Like white in the snow boysOne of these days he's gonna

Why must I be the thief?Why must I be the thief?Oh

And if you I'll take you on the road with

it on tape, the next world warA jackknifed