A Smoked Sausage, a Sugarcube, and Then Oblivion
Dust Descends on the Unborn Moon Children
Everyone Ate Toast with Knives and Forks
Everyone ate toast with Knives and forks
For Goodness Sake, Don't Spend £1000 a Day on Crack
Grasp at Straws That Don't Want Grasping
In Dulce Jubilo, I Hope Everyone Has a Lovely Christmas
Many Doubted My Existence/Flowers Breathe New Logic
Reality - Time and Space - A Dirty Bedsheet Tossed in the Corner
Were You There When They Crucified My Lord