| Song | The Best of Jill Hives |
| Artist | Guided by Voices |
| Album | Human Amusements at Hourly Rates - The Best of Guided By Voices |
| Paid up, weathered, and type-O | |
| Clad in gladstone, watch him go | |
| Swimming ‘neath the microscope | |
| Hello lonely, bless the nation | |
| Mister skip to all or none | |
| Wooden soldiers fall upon | |
| Try to find what makes her tick | |
| While they're finding out what makes them sick | |
| I don't know where you find your nerve | |
| I don't know how you choose your words | |
| Speak the ones that suit you worst | |
| Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed | |
| Circle the ones that come alive | |
| Save them for the best of Jill Hives | |
| Been around and left you flat | |
| Tragically decided that | |
| Every child of God's a brat | |
| And she's dying to escape them | |
| But do we really need to see | |
| All her punchdrunk history? | |
| And which of it might hold the key | |
| For the exit to her destiny? | |
| I don't know where you get your nerve | |
| I don't know how you choose your words | |
| Speak the ones that suit you worst | |
| Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed | |
| Circle the ones that come alive | |
| Save them for the best of Jill Hives | |
| I don't know where you find your nerve | |
| I don't know how you choose your words | |
| Speak the ones that suit you worst | |
| Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed | |
| Circle the ones that come alive | |
| Save them for the best of Jill Hives | |
| Number one in all our souls | |
| Trifle in a crystal bowl | |
| Fill it up with nine to five | |
| Save them for the best of Jill Hives |
| Paid up, weathered, and typeO | |
| Clad in gladstone, watch him go | |
| Swimming ' neath the microscope | |
| Hello lonely, bless the nation | |
| Mister skip to all or none | |
| Wooden soldiers fall upon | |
| Try to find what makes her tick | |
| While they' re finding out what makes them sick | |
| I don' t know where you find your nerve | |
| I don' t know how you choose your words | |
| Speak the ones that suit you worst | |
| Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed | |
| Circle the ones that come alive | |
| Save them for the best of Jill Hives | |
| Been around and left you flat | |
| Tragically decided that | |
| Every child of God' s a brat | |
| And she' s dying to escape them | |
| But do we really need to see | |
| All her punchdrunk history? | |
| And which of it might hold the key | |
| For the exit to her destiny? | |
| I don' t know where you get your nerve | |
| I don' t know how you choose your words | |
| Speak the ones that suit you worst | |
| Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed | |
| Circle the ones that come alive | |
| Save them for the best of Jill Hives | |
| I don' t know where you find your nerve | |
| I don' t know how you choose your words | |
| Speak the ones that suit you worst | |
| Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed | |
| Circle the ones that come alive | |
| Save them for the best of Jill Hives | |
| Number one in all our souls | |
| Trifle in a crystal bowl | |
| Fill it up with nine to five | |
| Save them for the best of Jill Hives |