| Song | Hello |
| Artist | Flop |
| Album | Flop and The Fall of the Mopsqueezer |
| Threw a stone into the bottom a sea. | |
| And tied to it was a hope that you're coming back to me. | |
| The seed of a hesitating son. | |
| Has given birth to the woman that you will become. | |
| It's never really enough. | |
| It's not the way it used to be, yeah. | |
| You pushed the needle through. | |
| Sew the wounds for you. | |
| The time has come. | |
| A smitten heart is in the way. | |
| There comes a time. | |
| It's broken nearly all the way. | |
| (repeat fast) |