| Song | This Day |
| Artist | Meat Puppets |
| Album | Forbidden Places |
| On this day we were miles away, we saw a clock up in the sky | |
| The hands lay on the show to pay, number fallen on its side | |
| This day | |
| Just one note that was all she wrote and the sound blew down the walls | |
| The one boat that was set to float took a trip right down the falls | |
| In two ways we could cut the haze and we never used a knife | |
| In those days there was zero waste, now the waste of time is life |