Rowboat Row Me To The Shore
She Don’t Wanna Be My Friend No More
She Dug A Hole In The Bottom Of My Soul
She Don’t Wanna Be My Friend No More
Pick Me Up Gimme Some Food To Eat In You . . .
Going’ No Place
I’ll Be Home
Talking’ To Nobody
You’ll Be Strange
You’ll Be Far Away
Big Fat Moon
And My Body’s Out Of Tune
With The Burning’ Waves
She’s A Billion Years Away