ترانه:
Pinback Nautical Antiques

Anti-human anti-everyone anti-anti I fed the meter dove in the cedar already miss you I'm here to see you off I'm so dead I'm so dead I'm so dead I

Spin my dradle and I will split your atom spin the bottle and I will play assassin never sure to go for we fear the empire (the empire) never sure to

Sitting at a bus stop Trying to take my shoes off, But my laces are all knots and you Looking for an answer to an old question So easy I can't explain

I spent a life time knocking round the same old patch of concrete, I waste all my time breaking rocks and painting amiles on my feet. I seize the end

It was a grey bitter night full moon had all disappeared we asked the tide where he had gone she said to you he's gone to versailles we packed the ship