Truck Stop Momma Gone Lookin' For A Lover
I Can't Understand Her
She's So In Demand
Found Her In The Morning With A Rope For A Necktie
The Air Smelled Of Violence
She Won't Break Her Silence

I Am The Evil In Man
So Evil, Goddamned Evil
I Am The Evil In Man
No Evil Like My Evil

Pop! Pop!
Motor Cop
You Beg For Your Life
Don't Call Me Brother
You're Just Like The Others
Seven Come Eleven
All The Pigs Must Die
And Your Family Grieves You

I Am The Evil In Man
So Evil, Goddamned Evil
I Am The Evil In Man
No Evil Like My Evil

If You Could See Me
If You Could Be Me
That's The Motherfucker We're Talkin' About