The art of disobedience

9.37 P.M.

At least we tried

Conspicuous defect

Leaving you at the late night motel

The art of disobedience

Silence is golden when your ears are stuffed with politically committed lyrics

When I'll die I'll go to heaven 'cause I've spent my time in hell

Ballads are for lonely assholes like you

P.L.O.U.C.

Straight from the heart