Resign

I wanna be your Hollywood. I could be your movie star. You misunderstood. Who you really think you are. I wanna be your dollar bills. I could be your shopping mall.

Reason Why

Yesterday. I waited for your friends to walk away. So I could say just what I mean. . I know we're moving fast. We're running from the past. I'm holding on before it fades away.

Revival

utilize formaldehyde. the motive is defective. cynical beyond control. the mechanism stalls. . so why are you waiting?. i will die without your grace.

Robert Frost Goes To The Stratosphere

Two hands are painting out the galaxy where I am grey. And walkin on, but ohso still. Some factory poets got million words to say. But everyday the noise of those machines erase them.

Rio Bravo Reprise

Pulled into a truck stop...my luck is over. The plan is failing....I think not.

Rio Bravo

i've seen it done like, the way the dogs do. i'll think it over, we're standing into. your phony life and now it's all dry. can't take it you will see.

Runner

No one's taking my heart away. No one's taking the place of you. Even though I am miles away. You should know that I'm always true. . Count the days till I reach the end.

Running From The Source

One click and time stood still. One bright flash accompanied the will. The will to freeze the moment (in time). The thread through all our lives. Evidence for years to come.

Red Queen

A moment to pause and rest my oversized,. overpriced head.. I'm gazing at the edges of our geometric nests. against a backdrop of atmosphere, and squinting to blur it all clear..

Rubens Has Been Shot!

Oh, Christmas tree, oh, Christmas tree. How bent your branches seem to be. Nineteen twenty-one and all's well. Another fifteen years and we'll be laughing in hell.

Rip It Up

Too many crap programs. With too many adverts. Too much matthew engel bullshit. And not enough dirt. Media and programs. All dull and mundane. How to fill up space.

Rich Popstars Make Good Socialists

Missionaries up from the South. Have come to put words in our ignorant mouths. Big company muscles flex. And we're all pulled along by the seat of our kecks.

Reuters (1977)

Remembrance Day

The white male complex shows its roots. Chanting seig heils, throwing salutes. From it's tiny brain to its outsize boots. In 100% British sheepskin suits.

Rappaport's Testament: I Never Gave Up

(Chorus). And if you survive me. I Never gave up. Tell them this. I Never gave up. And if you survive me. I Never gave up. Tell them this. Almost as if I were planning ahead.

Rage

Hear the ghosts of ever after. Yell of anger. Ring of laughter. Don't go gently into the night. Rage against the dying of the light.

R.t.z. & B.p... Why?

The R.T.Z. and B.P. multinational conspiracy. Took the land of aboriginees and killed the earth at Roxby. Uranium mined on stolen land. For nuclear power and nuclear weapons and waste.

Right On

Never mind the right way. Never mind the arrows or the signs. Big waste of time. Riding on a curve ball. Tumble down a landslide at the end. Say I'm wrong again.

Room 213 (jeffrey Dahmer)

[SONGS & LYRICS BY TATSU MIKAMI]. . YOU CAN SMELL SOMEONE'S ROTTING. DEATH COMES BEHIND YOU. THERE'S NOWHERE TO RUN. DISMEMBERED YOUR REMAINS AND NOBODY CARES.

Road To Ruin (charles Whitman)

[SONGS BY TOMOHIRO NISHIMURA & LYRICS BY TATSU MIKAMI]. . UNDER CRUEL SUNSHINE ON 1966. TAKE A LOOK TO CLEAR BLUE SKY. MY SANITY HAS GONE. I KILLED MY MOTHER AT MIDNIGHT.