Sad Boy Sam

I believe I got a temper. Every time you read my mind. I just feel defenseless. Tied up and blind. . Never really had this tension.. Trying to restrain myself.

Stupid Kid

I think this place is swell. There's much familiar here. I get my laundry done. I haven't gotten phone calls in years. . When I'm feelin' tired. I can turn off all the lights.

Standing Up For Nothing

I can't stop staring at myself. My face reflected in this empty plate. I can't decide if it's the devil. Or if it's just something I ate. . 'Cause he's been down there all morning.

Somewhere North

It's a muggy night in Houston. And all the intersections are like full service stations. I'm on my way to a familiar place. . It's cold in Kansas City.

Shifting Sand

Sometimes I believe all the lies. So I can do the things I should despise. And every day I am swayed. By whatever is on my mind. . I hear, it all depends on my faith.

Stuck With You

I was jumping and I hit my head real hard. I was smiling when I stumbled on that stone. Yes, I really wasn't looking straight ahead. I didn't see that every light was turning red.

Strawberry Weed

Don't wanna calm down. And I'm not gonna wise up. 'Cause I wanna feel something. That sets me in motion. . And you taste like strawberry. Smooth like strawberry weed.

Since You've Been Gone

Ahh ahh ahh. Ahh ahh ahh. . Since you've been gone. I've been so alone. Since you've been gone. (Baby since you've been gone). I've been so lone. . Ahh ahh ahh.

Secret

I'm here where I want to be. Seven thousand miles from infinity. No one knows where I am.. It's quiet here with me. I'm filling in the spaces where the killings used to be.

Si Tu La Croises Un Jour

Elle n'aimait pas mon deux pices-sjour,. Mais toi qui voyages, si tu la croises un jour,. Reviens me dire, reviens me dire,. Dis-moi un peu si elle porte toujours.

Sarbacane

Paroles et musique : Francis Cabrel. Chandelle Productions. 1. On croyait savoir tout sur l'amour. depuis toujours,. nos corps par coeur et nos coeurs.

Samedi Soir Sur La Terre

Il arrive, elle le voit, elle le veut. Et ses yeux font le reste. Elle s'arrange pour mettre du feu. Dans chacun de ses gestes. Aprs c'est une histoire classique.

So What

[FRAULEIN SCHNEIDER]. You say fifty marks. I say one hundred marks, a. [spoken in rythm]. difference of fifty marks-. Why should that stand in our way?.

Sugar-sugar

Here come a girl. Walkin' down the street. Boy, she is sweet. From her head to her feet. . Sugar-sugar. Sugar-sugar. Sugar-sugar. Come, go home with me.

Speedoo

Bom-bom-bom-bom. Ba-ba-do-do-do. Bom-bom-bom. Ba-ba-do-do-do. . Bom-bom-bom. Ba-ba-do-do-do. Bom-bom-bom. Ba-ba-do-do-do. . Well now, they often call me Speedo.

Speedo

(Bom-bom-bom-bom). (Ba-ba-do-do-do). (Bom-bom-bom). (Ba-ba-do-do-do). (Bom-bom-bom). (Ba-ba-do-do-do). (Bom-bom-bom). (Ba-ba-do-do-do). . Well now, they often call me Speedo.

Straightjacket Weather

Solid Gold

Sleep Between The Lines

Save Your Breath