| Lyrics | Name of the song | Album |
| oh Manchester, so much to answer for | |
| i smoke 'cause i'm hoping for an early death and i need to cling to something | |
| i've got the 21st century breathing down my neck | |
| there's too much caffeine in your blood stream and a lack of real spice in your life | |
| give in to lust, give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll soon be dust | |
| i am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar | |
| sweetness i was only joking when i said i'd like to smash every tooth in your head | |
| the pain was enough to make a shy, bald, buddhist reflect and plan a mass murder | |