- As she sits there
- Call me back
- Classical music
- Dead man's waltz
- Dinnertime
- Doesnt anybody just talk anymore
- Fake
- Feeling Soup
- For those who dont
- Go find the Fridge
- Hardcore porn starring you and me
- Head for lunch
- Hello Bone
- Hitmachine
- Me and my milkshake
- Milk cookies and rocknroll
- Monday Monday
- N is for Neville
- New One
- Nose on fire
- Nothing particular
- Number 3
- Of toilet spiders and alcohol
- One hand missing
- Over a nights sky
- Plane crash
- Politician
- Prickly Sweater (The Revenge Of The Prickly Sweaters From Mars)
- Random punk song
- Sober is the new Drunk
- Song for Jenny Haniver
- Song of new days coming
- spam spam spam ,eggs ,bacon, spam, sausage and spam (spam)
- St. Killing Blues
- Standard 4
- Strange Food
- Suicidal haircut
- The dark knight can light my fire anytime
- The doctor
- The end of the world, etc.
- The states
- Tikje
- Timeflies
- Wait for news
- Wake up call
Head for lunch
See what I’ve done
I cut off your head and ate it for lunch
Your brain was so soft
And sweetly but chewing your eyes gave a crunch
Some say it’s cruel
But I did it just cause I love you too much
I don’t know what to do
Haven’t you heard
The footsteps of me when I walked out the door
My belly was stuffed
And more of you’d probably killed me too soon
I felt so nice
I’d carry you with me
Everywhere I would go during the rest of my life
Now you’re gone I carry you with me
Only so you know what it’s like to be part of me
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