| Lyrics | Song Title | Artist |
| Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride | |
| Finished With My Woman Cause She Couldn't Help Me With My Mind | |
| Well, I just got into town about an hour ago | |
| Nice girls not one with a defect | |
| In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream | |
| Big wheels keep on turning, Carry me home to see my kin | |
| I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of naplam | |
| All around in my hometown | |
| Looking back on when I Was a little nappy headed boy | |
| Lines form on my face and hands lines form from the ups and downs | |
| | Lyrics | Song Title | Artist |
| We all came out to Montereax, On the Lake Geneva shoreline | |
| Standing On the corner, suitcase in my hand | |
| What'll you do when you get lonely And nobody's waiting by your side? | |
| Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air | |
| Steve walks warily down the street, With the brim pulled way down low | |
| He came dancing across the water With his galleons and guns | |
| Tin soldiers and Nixon coming, We're finally on our own. | |
| Here comes Johnny Yen again With the liquor and drugs | |
| It's a little bit funny this feeling inside | |
| It's nine o'clock on a Saturday, The Regular crowd shuffles in | |
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