Super Fantasy

Stinky Cologne

(C.Kirschner) Produced by Concetta and Curtis Curtis. I enter, take my seat at the bar. Order Hennessy straight up with a straw. Adjust my person so my person looks good.

Smooth

You know we were eatin' dinner at the Red Lobster the other night. and as I looked across the table and into your eyes. I thought to myself, damn you're smooth.

Sex (i Like)

(C. Ambrose, C. Kirschner, M. Linn, W. Sipser). Guitar: Cezhan Ambrose Bass: Walter Sipser. Drums: Money Mike Linn Vox: Concetta. Produced by Curtis Curtis and Concetta (BMI).

Sanford & Son

So Many People

So many people. Try to be like someone else and. Cover their heroes - their whole life long. . So many people. Don't know what they wanna be instead of.

Snowflakes

"Snowflakes". . No longer I can conceal I have been faking. That somewhere in my heart I feel a love so true. And everytime I see your smile. I find my love for you worthwhile.

Shut Up And Kiss Me

We can talk about it, talk about it. We can do it all night long, yeah. We can talk about it until we'll blue. We can mess comunicate give and take fight about.

Steady Slobbin'

Like an all-day sucker. . It's two o'clock, and who that knockin' on the door?. It's like a drum, that's Momma Dukes, ballin', callin' me a bum. And then I'm comin' to my senses.

So Bad

b INTRO:. b0. I WANT YOU SO BAD. SO BAD. SO BAD. TONIGHT. I WANT YOU SO BAD. SO BAD. TONIGHT. . b VERSE1:. b0. IM FEELING GOOD. BUT I NEED TO FEEL A LITTLE BIT BETTER.

Suns First Rays

[Instrumental]. [The first rays of a Glorious Dawn, the warmth upon your face... the sensation that the land is awakening...].

Spirit The Earth Aflame

Beneath the Bronze sky. a Horizon in Flame. The Oceans Boil. The Earth heaves. ...and seethes. there is a new Sun rising. that has not Risen for. Thousands of years.

Sons Of The Morrigan

Shone the sunset red and solemn. Where we stood and observed. Down the corners of the column. Letter strokes of Ogham carved. . 'Tis be like a burial pillar.

Solitary Mourner

And so the rain kept on falling. Still a solitary mourner stands. Beneath the sorrowed eaves. Among the rotting autumn leaves. And watches over you. .

Standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth With Money In My Hand

I've been downhearted baby. I've been down, I've been down hearted baby. Ever since the day we met, ever since the day we met. I've been downhearted baby.

Skin Turns Blue

{Show me from an 11-year olds' stand point, what is life?. You don't wanna be here! Y-you don't wanna be here!}. . Words from the b-side. (See through the eyes of another).

Skin Job

Lying in bed and the rains coming down. You can laugh now. Burning love and the avalanche comes. You can think now. . Its easy to say that well all get away.

'standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth'

Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep. Moonlight spills on comic books. And superstars in magazines. An old friend calls and tells us where to meet.

£.s.d.

Ev'rybody's talking. 'bout my .s.d.. I say talk is easy. money's never free. . .s.d.. .s.d.. . But I always tell them. life it ain't so black. for ev'rything I'm given.

Show Out Remix

[Hook: Roscoe Dash]. . Oh. Everywhere I go I. Dress up and I go out. I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out. Everywhere I go I. Dress up and I go out.