Search 4 Bobby Fisher

* hard to find white label, but 2:58 long on napster. . [intro: rakaa iriscience]. Yo.. it's like this man. Every once in a while when motherfuckers pop off at the lip.

Stupid Gurus

Solifluction

The only word that made it's way through your lips was "sorry".. . Deep down in me,. where the chaos dwells.. I set all of my sentinels,. but they never seem to work;.

S3

Special Relativity

What you learn you will sacrifice. What you know you will sacrifice. Who you love you will sacrifice. Who you are you will sacrifice. . Living in an age of.

Santa Drop Me Some Loot

Somethin' To Drink About

Maybe it's the sound of a whistle blowin' on a nine to five. Or your girl waitin' in the drive, for a neon Friday night. Maybe it's your friends in a headlight circle in an empty field.

Spend It All On You

This world's gone crazy. Runnin' ragged in a rat race. And I've been thinkin' lately. We could use a little getaway. . A day or two alone, oh, it's been too long.

Sleepytime (spirit Is A Bone)

Sleepytime. Sleepytime. All you days. All you nights. All you hours numberd. Follow the red line. The black line. The gray line under. Smoking time. TV time.

Sleep Is Rong (finally)

Writhing in the old bliss. Never forget this. Reeling in the sweet grip. Never let this slip. Your eyes are yours to close. Never let go Sleep is wrong.

Sleep Is Wrong

Writhing in the old bliss. Never forget this. Reeling in the sweet grip. Never let this slip. Your eyes are yours to close. Never let go Sleep is wrong.

Silver Spoon

There was a man I knew in the southwest. He always wore a big hat and a tie. He told me once "My soul would know no rest". "I feel there's like a shadow in my life".

Strange Victory, Strange Defeat

Silver Jews. Lookout Mountain Lookout Sea. Strange Victory Strange Defeat. Squirrels imported from Connecticut. Just in time for fall. How much fun is a lot more fun?.

Suffering Jukebox

Planes on the downtown skyline is a sight to see for some. It ought to make a few reputation in the cult of number one. While these seconds turn these minutes into hours of the day.

Song 81

Song Beneath The Song

Cryptic words meander. Now there is a song beneath the song. One day you'll learn. You'll soon discern its true meaning. . An interesting detachment. A listless poem of love sincere.

Speak Easy

We'll bathe in rose petals, red. And lie in violet lilac beds. And through the darkness of the night. We'll watch our future shining bright. And out of everyone I've met.

Small Part Of Me

The music stopped. You watch the people walk away. Your eyes reflected light that shone down. from the stained glass windowpane. Now we could talk. But the words would come out wrong.

Smile And Wave

She's got a rich sense of style,. A believable smile.. I don't.. . She paints colors on her eyes,. To cast a shadow of surprise.. I don't.. . She doesn't know I know about her..

Se Ti Sfigurassero Con L'acido

Se ti sfigurassero con l'acido. Prenderei l'orizzonte. E lo infilerei nel culo della luna. Spegnerò il Sole pisciandoci sopra. Se ti sfigurassero con l'acido.