| Song | Kings |
| Artist | The Magnetic Fields |
| Album | Distant Plastic Trees |
| All day snow covered us | |
| Night-time: it was always night | |
| The people on the street were made of meat | |
| Black girl, trucks ran us down | |
| Blue boy... | |
| The people on the sidewalk were traced in chalk | |
| Whale embryos filled your enormous room | |
| Screech-owl kachinas built your spiritual room | |
| We were kings, kings! | |
| We were kings, kings! |