Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - Ain't No Easy Way

Black Mountain - Faulty times

I fear that death is on the road tonite

I fear that Heavens left us all

I fear the snake will try to bite

I fear that I will have to crawl

His face was faded the last time I saw him

It blended to his shirt then disappeared entirely

Spirit In The Sky - Norman Greenbaum

an instant, a minute, captured, enraptured

a pleasurable coincidence mastered, remastered

the end that will shine on the waves of today

is a pleasant demise of things left to say

A thousand pieces of then and now lost in a moment of tomorrows darkness

your soul comes screaming out of your skull at a million miles per hour

only to be lost forever to the vast crevasse

the void out-of-control

The two of them hung blissfully

lost someplace between futility and extravagance

Easy Rider - Dropping Acid

The eagle tore a hole in my chest shapped like a butterfly with my heart in it's centre

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - Devil's Waitin'