Surprised that anyone would leave Divine Wings off the list. Easily the best SX song, IMO, by a pretty wide margin.
Blindfold? Cigarette? Any other clichés we can get for you before blowing you suddenly into the nothingness that you preached in the apathy and implied in the carelessness of your life? Who are we? Oh, you know...atoms, tracts of empty space, all that stuff. You're tried, and convicted–committed by nothing, of nothing, to nothing. That's what you've always said. Who are you? Oh, now you're asking...