Love Like...Electrocution

We Only Fuck To Black Sabbath Vol. 4.

Tips For Avoiding The Clap. 1. I Wouldn't Piss On A Scrpion If It Was On Fire.

Das Plague (French For Germans).

With Horses In Her Eyes, She Spat Like A Wildcat.

The Truth Of The Matter Is I Am Satan And On The Guitars We Have The Devils. This Is Devil Music.

Hunger Like Numb Toes On An Oslo Sidewalk.

The Tropics Of Cancer, Capricorn And A Smashed Face.

I May Have Cried A River For Him But He's No Depardieu.

This Charade Has Lasted Well Past The Curtains Fall.

We've Built Our Tombs And Now We're Sleeping In Them.

The Graduate Walks WIth A Distant Gait.