I. WARP DRIVE

Whose job is it to get us home okay?
There are planets of creatures just trying to kill you
The chances of survival are a million of you to one

Whose words are they that end up on our grave?
There are doctors in hospitals trying to cure you
The needles in their pockets are just trying their best to sting

And yet I still sing

II. PEBBLE IN MY SHOE

Oh, pebble in my shoe
How do I love you
Oh, pebble in my shoe
How do I love you

It hasn't been so rock and roll since you came around
I'm tripping out of action now with you back in town
Blood in your hair, skin on the street
I'm too hot to kill but just too cold to beat

Oh, pebble in my shoe
How do I love you
Oh, pebble in my shoe
How do I hate you

You're running out of commas so I dictate your speech
You're fucking all the brothers that live down at the beach
Your mouth's running dry, your skin I can read
I'm so far behind so bring me up to speed

III. ALL THAT I SAW WAS DUST

I opened my eyes, yeah, and all that I saw was dust
And wrapped 'round your fingers was hair that I dare not trust
But I can't trust your anecdotes 'cause you throw caution to the window
And I we know you're adipose so you might want to run

I knocked on the door but it looks like there's no one home
I looked in the windows and everything there was chrome
Well, duck and cover's not so tough with legs like yours and eyes like mine
So tell me when you've had enough and we will try to run

IV. MY FRIENDS

May I introduce you to my friends
They're pretty but with minds all of their own
And if you share some diamonds in our pockets
We will share with you our thrown

V. THE BOAT OF SOCIAL SUICIDE

Welcome to the life inside the boat of social suicide
Pardon all the ink, I think he's done with her too
And all the porters and the stationmaster's daughters
Well he just might be feline but he's relying on his good

Songs to bring him back home
Words that belong on his page
Lips that fit into her heart
An end to the end of our age

VI. CATS

This one's for all the cats out there who preferred me in the past
You know I tried to stay that way but it wasn't gonna last
With five note melodies, four year memories, three songs like Angry Sun
Hope this is musical to your ears, it sure does reek of one

And I don't wanna be Jason Robert Frost
I got a little phrase for you: opportunity cost
And no matter how you define it, I've got amnesty
But here you go, ladies and gentlemen, your calamity

VII. BIG HOUSE

Go get a big house and a fancy car (x3)
Go get a big house
I want a big house and a fancy car (x3)
I want a big house
I got a big house and a fancy car (x3)
I got a big house! Yeah! Oh!

VIII. ANOMALOUS

If you wanna be an anomaly, you gotta act like one (x16)