- 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
Hitmachine
Here’s a summary of all the nasty things
People have ever said about my band
Nasty things or positive feedback if you will
Not that we care, but still
Is that a curtain you’re wearing
Do you really think those tits are gonna get you anywhere in this business
I’m pretty sure you gave the chairman of the jury a blowjob
Was it a conscious choice to get a living statue as a bass player
And your guitarist she plays well but she’s scary
Why do you have to date old men
Oh there's many many things they’ve said throughout the years
But worst, worst of all was this
(chorus)
You'll never be a hitmachine (never be a hitmachine)
Never be a hitmachine (never be a hitmachine)
Well did we ever say we wanted to? No! (well than that’s good!)
Cause you will never be a hitmachine (never be a hitmachine)
You’re boring and eclectic and you can’t stick to one genre
You will never be a hitmachine
You will never be a hitmachine
With a drummer who doesn't want to be seen
I know a thousand bands that play better than you
And hell, me ears are turning into goo
Why do you have to sing about nudity
About penises and hardcore porn
Well i’m sorry sir but maybe it was
just the way that we were born
Oh the critics they've shat all over us
But god knows we play cause we must....
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