Executioner

The lyrics to the original album version of this Wolfgang Press song can be discovered online. They bear no discernable relation to the words of the Adamson mix, which can't. The liner notes are no help either. I've done my best to transcribe, but probably every other word is wrong.

Let's imagine that's for the best.

Phosphor

Join the dots.

Blah Blah Blah

Locas/blogging/Flicker.

Home

I think we're over this nonsense now.

Fashion

Sometimes even the right thing is wrong.

Ides

Et tu, Brute?

Filler 32

Shake it like a polaroid picture.

Tim-Tam Suck

The Pilgrims' Progress.

Fried Love Royal Disdain

Full of sound and fury, cygnifying nothing.