| Song | Rider |
| Artist | Will Oldham |
| Album | Joya |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| High high all night now | |
| My eyes bugged out and I'm down on the couch | |
| Lady's got a box pressed into my face | |
| And a belt of beads draped around her waist | |
| I flex my neck and lose my sight | |
| See the stars dropping out alright | |
| Clouds and nebulae making noises | |
| And constellations in erotic poises | |
| Cold in space and fingers long | |
| Between the ears a synapse is wrong | |
| Clicked apart and's all it can be | |
| The last the last you'll see of the leaves |