| Song | Cliche |
| Artist | Hey Champ |
| Album | King Kong Kicks Vol 5 CD Digipak |
| Oh it's so cliché | |
| Oh it's so cliché | |
| Cliché | |
| Cast in gold | |
| Your heart's so cold | |
| Eyes once passionate were dead sea scrolls of shame | |
| A rose by another name wasn't the same | |
| Picks and bones and | |
| Glass house stones | |
| Vows both imminent and threadbare so when I sing, | |
| I shout | |
| But the words never make it out | |
| Oh it's so cliché | |
| To look and act the same | |
| Oh it's so cliché in the vision of everyone | |
| To look and act the same when we were so different | |
| Bless my soul | |
| Mallards in a row | |
| Nights endeavoring the fair-hand folk arise | |
| Girls who should realize, better than I | |
| Such typical | |
| Whims of the fall | |
| All were the wrong thing | |
| Well I sing | |
| I shout | |
| But the words never make it out | |
| Oh it's so cliché | |
| Well I sing, I shout | |
| Well I sing, I shout | |
| Well I sing, I shout | |
| Well I sing, I shout | |
| But the words never make it out | |
| Oh it's so cliché | |
| To look and act the same | |
| Oh it's so cliché in the vision of everyone | |
| To look and act the same when we were so different | |
| Oh it's so cliché in the vision of everyone | |
| To look and act the same when we were so different |
| Oh it' s so cliché | |
| Oh it' s so cliché | |
| Cliché | |
| Cast in gold | |
| Your heart' s so cold | |
| Eyes once passionate were dead sea scrolls of shame | |
| A rose by another name wasn' t the same | |
| Picks and bones and | |
| Glass house stones | |
| Vows both imminent and threadbare so when I sing, | |
| I shout | |
| But the words never make it out | |
| Oh it' s so cliché | |
| To look and act the same | |
| Oh it' s so cliché in the vision of everyone | |
| To look and act the same when we were so different | |
| Bless my soul | |
| Mallards in a row | |
| Nights endeavoring the fairhand folk arise | |
| Girls who should realize, better than I | |
| Such typical | |
| Whims of the fall | |
| All were the wrong thing | |
| Well I sing | |
| I shout | |
| But the words never make it out | |
| Oh it' s so cliché | |
| Well I sing, I shout | |
| Well I sing, I shout | |
| Well I sing, I shout | |
| Well I sing, I shout | |
| But the words never make it out | |
| Oh it' s so cliché | |
| To look and act the same | |
| Oh it' s so cliché in the vision of everyone | |
| To look and act the same when we were so different | |
| Oh it' s so cliché in the vision of everyone | |
| To look and act the same when we were so different |