- 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
N is for Neville
I count the waves
I count the hours
I’m watching the sun go down
Watching milk going sour
And I can’t feel anything
I don’t see the point
Why winter should turn to spring
It just gets me annoyed
And I feel tired
So tired
I’m watching the moon up high
The stars up above
The world is so dark and I
Well I can’t help but laugh
There seems to be no end at all
Hell, not even a start to this mess
Everytime I count I end up with less
And I feel tired
So tired
Hey get out of my head
I don’t want you
I don’t want you
Here
(2X)
and I feel tired
so tired