| Song | The Ecstatic Static |
| Artist | Stereolab |
| Album | Chemical Chords |
| The pimp's going round extinguishing the flame | |
| Digging the tranches in which to bury hearts | |
| The dim and cold climate of awareness | |
| Where the reptiles thrive and people are made to walk the streets | |
| This heat, the purpose, in my heart, generates, infinite, energy there's nothing to worry, share the immensity | |
| He went round switching the people's hearts off, promising to deal with reality | |
| we bought it, because everything seemed more bearable than immensity |