Won't You Show Mw Who You Are?
I've Seen Your House And Seen Your Car
I Used To Be So Much More Sorted Than I Am Now
I'm Not Perfect But I'm Still A Star
I Will Not Compete With You
Not The Way You Want Me To
We Could Stand Up And Fight Through The Night And We'd Both Die Trying
I'd Been Waiting For A Haven
From This Self Consumer Nation
Of Material Endeavour
I Think I Prefer Old Labour
Disconect The Faithfull Few
Get The Children In They're Room