Wwith a fear that dictates devotion, we'll consume our demise
and it's strange fruit we know we're eating
smile to confound, but we know this song
what we have is a lullaby
why don't you tell me, how does it feel? to take your place, and become unreal
plastic fruit and mannequins
sold us jobs
sold us
| 1 | Scatter Baby Spiders! |
| 2 | Goodland At Night |
| 3 | Globos Illuminados |
| 4 | Voodoo Economics |
| 5 | Flannery's Coming Home |
| 6 | Unnamed Acoustic Song |