| Song | Extra, Extra |
| Artist | Gob |
| Album | Too Late... No Friends |
| Extra, extra, read all about it | |
| Everyone in every state thinks | |
| Everyone is free | |
| I don't know | |
| I have a feeling every form of media | |
| Is fucking with our heads | |
| And filling us full of shit | |
| That's okay, they're so fucking lame | |
| They're so lame, they're so fucking lame | |
| I don't know | |
| I think I heard about a guy that bought a gun | |
| And went on a killing spree | |
| Because of something he saw on | |
| TVEvery time | |
| I read the paper | |
| I get more disgusted | |
| Than the time | |
| I read before |