The Rolling Stones
- Gimme Shelter
War, children. It's just a shot away, it's just a shot away. War, children. It's just a shot away, it's just a shot away. Ooh, see the fire is sweeping our very street today. Burns like a red coal carpet, mad bull lost your way.
Soul Coughing
- Screenwriter's Blues
Gone savage for teenagers with automatic weapons and boundless love. Gone savage for teenagers who are aesthetically pleasing, in other words: fly. Los Angeles beckons the teenagers to come to her on buses, Los Angeles loves love. It is five am and you are listening to Los Angeles.
