| Song | Sombrero Negro |
| Artist | Analog Rebellion |
| Album | Ancient Electrons |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Yeah! | |
| How did conduct get so hard? Tell me, tell me Mr. Barr. | |
| I'm just calling to pretend; everyone comes back again. | |
| Set off course, you'll breath fire. | |
| Take your art; this is tired. | |
| Asinine, back again. | |
| Talk you down; don't pretend. | |
| Soon I will be on a train, coming, coming to your state. | |
| I'll shout left and I'll strike right; I'll damn everyone in sight. | |
| Make it quick; it's not hard. | |
| Get it done; don't get fired. | |
| Everything you thought you knew. | |
| It's a lie, now you know too. | |
| Don't pretend! |