| Lyric | Song Title | Band Name |
| Been alone since you were twenty-one/You haven't laughed since January/You try and think of this as so much fun/But we know it to be quite contrary | |
| But February made me shiver/With every paper I'd deliver/Bad news on the doorstep/I couldn't take one more step | |
| Born March of '86, my birthday's coming /And if I had one wish /Yeah, you'd be it | |
| Early morning, April 4/Shot rings out in the Memphis sky/Free at last, they took your life/They could not take your pride | |
| If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now/It's just a spring clean for the May queen | |
| Since the return from her stay on the moon/She listens like spring and she talks like June | |
| Where do bad folks go when they die?/They don't go to heaven where the angels fly/They go to the lake of fire and fry/Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July | |
| An August summer night/Soldiers passing by | |
| It's late September and I really should be back at school/I know I keep you amused but I feel I'm being used | |
| A fantabulous night to make romance/'Neath the cover of October skies | |
| Well mama I know I act a fool/But I'll be gone 'til November I got packs to move | |
| A winter's day/In a deep and dark December/I am alone | |