His Spit Is Worth Than Her work
Pass The Purse To The Pugilists
He´s A Prisefighter
He Bought Ring And He Owns Kin
And Now He´s Swingin´
And Now He´s The Champion
Hey Revolver, Don´t Mothers Make
Good Fathers
Revolver
A Spotless Domain
Hides Festering Hopes She´s Certain There´s More
Pictures Of Fields Without Fends
Her Body Numbs As He Approches The Door
Hey Revolver, Don´t Mothers Make
Good Fathers
Revolver