Speaking In Tongues

I recall my first sight,. canvas shoes with thin stripes.. Blue and white.. Then we sat on the floor,. cross-legged sprawl by the door.. Just to talk. Just to talk.

Sans Souci

Soundtracks

Seven Years In Tibet Reprise

Sweet Music

Sweet music. Sweet music. Why do my heart skips a beat?. Pretty music. What makes the soul come out of me?. Pretty music. Somebody's really gotta tell me.

Still I'm Sad

See the stars come joining down from the sky,. Gently passing, they kiss your tears when you cry.. See the wind of summer blow your hair upon your head,.

Stroll On

Strollin' on,. 'Cause it's all gone,. The reason why.. You made me cry,. . By tellin' me,. You didn't see.. The future bore,. Our love no more.. . If you want to know,.

Spanish Blood

(Jim McCarty). (All words spoken). . She lived alone,. Her eyes had seen many lovers and many sunsets,. And then they reflected the sunrise.. Reddish-black hair flowed upon her freckled brown shoulders,.

Stealing, Stealing

Stealing stealing, mama, don't ya tell on me. I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. . Well, put your arms around me, like a circle round the sun.

Smokestack Lightning (live)

Yeah, smokestack lightning. Don't you hear me callin'?. Don't you hear me callin' your name?. Don't you hear me callin' you?. Don't you hear me callin' you?.

Someone To Love, Part One

(take 15 vocal version) (Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith / Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty). I ain't got nobody,. I ain't got no girl.. I ain't got no woman,.

Shining Where The Sun Has Been

(Jim McCarty / Keith Relf). Winter's gone,. I can feel the summer coming on.. The sun is high,. But no higher than I.. Everything is turning green,. Growing in the summer sun,.

Smile On Me

Smile on me baby,. Make me feel like summer's here.. Smile on me baby,. Make me feel good when you're near.. . Prove it to me baby,. That our love is in the clear..

Shapes Of Things

Shapes of things before my eyes,. Just teach me to despise.. Will time make men more wise?. Here within my lonely frame,. my eyes just heard my brain..

She's So Respectable (live)

She's so respectable,. She's so respectable,. Tell me, what kind of girl is this?. - What kind of girl is this?. She's never, ever been kissed.. - What kind of girl?.

Scratch My Back

(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith). Baby, I got a problem,. I don't know what to do.. Baby, I got a problem,. Bleep me, it concerns you..

Shapes In My Mind

(Simon Napier Bell). Shapes in my mind,. My eyes are closed.. The colours cry,. My brain explodes.. My body shrinks into my head,. I must have help or I'll be dead..

Shabba

Something like shabba. Something like shabba. Something like shabba. Something like shabba. . My niggas, we fuck up some commas. Some of them dirty like shabba.

Stronjay

Hey love.... Yeah.... . Shopping in the city one day. On my way, met a redbone by the name of Stronjay. Five foot six, body thick, hair silky. She could make the hardest man melt and turn milky.

St Louis Blues Boogie