| 1 |
Das Plague (French for Germans) |
| 2 |
With Horses in Her Eyes, She Spat Like a Wildcat |
| 3 |
The Tropics of Cancer, Capricorn, and a Smashed Face |
| 4 |
We Only Fuck To Black Sabbath Vol. 4 |
| 5 |
We've Built Our Tombs. Now We're Sleeping in Them |
| 6 |
This Charade Has Lasted Well Past the Curtains Fall |
| 7 |
Hunger Like Numb Toes on an Oslo Sidewalk |
| 8 |
The Graduate Walks With a Distant Gait |
| 9 |
The Truth of the Matter Is I Am Satan and on the Guitars We Have the Devils. This Is Devil Music. |
| 10 |
I Might Have Shed a Tear for Him, but He's No Depardieu |
| 11 |
10 Steps to Avoid the Clap: Number One - I Wouldn't Piss on a Scorpion If It Was on Fire |
| 12 |
Hunger Like Numb Toes on an Olso Sidewalk |