I Hear You're Going Away


Well You Packed Your Bags That Day


To Say That I Don't Care


Would Be Way To Fair


So Go And Dig Your Gold


Possessions Have No Soul


We No Longer Sing, And Baby


Timing's Everything





Congratulations, I'm Really Happy For You


Congratulations, I Really Think You're Swell





I Saw A Little Child Find A Penny And He Smiled


What Do Children See, It's A Mystery To Me


For You To Understand That The Dope Don't Make The Man


Would Be Far Too Over Head


You Wouldn't Get It 'til You're Dead





Congratulations, I'm Really Happy For You


If You Think This Is Sentiment


You Should Know We're Not Very Well Built At All





To Be Double Crossed Inside


Dragged By My Intestines


Is A Hurtful Curse, But I Can Think Of Worse


Oh, And By The Way, When I Talked To You That Day


I Talked To All Your Friends


And They Told Me Everything