| Song | Dark Wave |
| Artist | Stephen Malkmus |
| Album | Pig Lib |
| you fed his bod a metal rod | |
| you turned into a fuselage | |
| you took a right on the new highway | |
| and did a waltz on his jelly laze | |
| rising rising | |
| when your pictures is American icons rising rising | |
| run to the riches and you tear up your shell ronde creatures | |
| and day-glo kids with your riders on top too riding riding | |
| if you’re like me it’s not too late | |
| you fantasize about the page | |
| a two-horse carriage garage | |
| take the reins down the new highway | |
| a culvert down to the ducks and drakes | |
| rising rising | |
| looking mighty fake with your ? tailbone | |
| flizing flizing | |
| soon you’ll go to this killing time | |
| blondie creature | |
| multiple gear with his eyes all around you | |
| rying rying | |
| if you’re like me it’s not too late |
| you fed his bod a metal rod | |
| you turned into a fuselage | |
| you took a right on the new highway | |
| and did a waltz on his jelly laze | |
| rising rising | |
| when your pictures is American icons rising rising | |
| run to the riches and you tear up your shell ronde creatures | |
| and dayglo kids with your riders on top too riding riding | |
| if you' re like me it' s not too late | |
| you fantasize about the page | |
| a twohorse carriage garage | |
| take the reins down the new highway | |
| a culvert down to the ducks and drakes | |
| rising rising | |
| looking mighty fake with your nbsp? tailbone | |
| flizing flizing | |
| soon you' ll go to this killing time | |
| blondie creature | |
| multiple gear with his eyes all around you | |
| rying rying | |
| if you' re like me it' s not too late |