- 1. Our Time To Fart
I hear you cry about a million bugs we spent on drugs in a day
And that the drugs could not in fact be more than a thousand bob by the way
I hear you cry about our opaqueness in the way we bank your taxes
And that we paid five hundred more wagers tonight in a club
- 2. Mina
Mina, suddenly you spite my soul!
What! Have I become an owl
That you squirm upon my sound?
Come, cool it let me abound
- 3. Masks
A faint glimmer,a distant din
A silhouette seen from my safety
Is all,all the form I find of you
- 4. Street Song
Silence is all I see
Where have they gone?
No buzzing and honking anymore
As they pass and stare,or sneer at