| Seven years gone | |
| Skeleton pilot the ghost ship home | |
| He carried on, but now he's all alone | |
| Dead on his feet, he hits the streets of old town without a dime | |
| Sweet baby's breath could bring him back from death any time | |
| Preacher jack, high on crack | |
| Quote the bible, pass the hat | |
| Dan the pimp, don the gimp, mike the ape, and tom the chimp | |
| Newspaper says we support the prez, the "war on terror", bombs away | |
| How much is lies and how much just unwise, i can't say | |
| Queen of spades | |
| Close the window, pull the shades | |
| She had it made back in the days of the flat-top fade | |
| She stays in her room | |
| She owes the moon a fortune she could never pay | |
| She hopes and she prays, but the moon won't go away |