Stormy Monday

They call it Stormy Monday. But Tuesday's just as bad.. They call it Stormy Monday. But Tuesday's just as bad.. Lord, and Wednesday's worse. And Thursday's all so bad..

Statesboro Blues

Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. Have you got the nerve to drive Papa McTell from your door. . My mother died and left me reckless.

Stand Back

(Gregg Allman, Berry Oakley). I recall once upon a time. Livin' was so easy and I felt so fine. But, my, my, my. Right before my very eyes. Satan came with fire to burn me.

Southbound

Well I'm Southbound, Lord I'm comin' home to you.. Well I'm Southbound, baby, Lord I'm comin' home to you.. I got that old lonesome feelin' that's sometimes called the blues..

Suffocation

There's something buried deep between these lines that you will never see. It's something that they don't want us to figure out. Were suffocating under all the lies and picture perfect smiles.

Stuck

late night. long day. somehow it's never quite enough. and maybe. i'm lazy. it's been so long sometimes i feel like giving up. . so now i'm staying up all night.

Somewhere On Fullerton

Somewhere down in Fullerton. there's a place we used to go. to get away from it all. Somewhere down in Fullerton. there's a place we used to go. to get away from it all.

Somewhere Down In Fullerton

Somewhere down in Fullerton. there's a place we used to go. to get away from it all. Somewhere down in Fullerton. there's a place we used to go. to get away from it all.

Scratch

Ive been sitting here for hours. a burning image of you in my mind. finding comfort in the words you say. but its not the same. . I know you're worth the wait.

Stormy Monday

They call it stormy Monday. But Tuesday's just as bad. They call it stormy Monday. But Tuesday's just as bad. Lord, and Wednesday's worse. And Thursday's all so bad.

Statesboro Blues

Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door. . I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues,.

Stranger To None

far in the night, in the depths of your mind.. you dream of me and what might yet be.. where nameless things crawl with echoing screams,. from them, to me you flee my child..

Sorry

the car wasn't locked, it was tempeting fate.. my friends and me, we'd stopped out late.. nothing to do, nowhere to go,. put the car into gear, hit the open road..

Someone Under Everyone

schizophrenic suicide, but who is due to die.. is it me or him, the one within,. the one who frowns or the one who grins.. there's someone under eveeryone,.

Scream Me A Whisper

perching on the brink of insanity.. frustration snapping like a dog at my heels.. no love is lost on humanity,. no love has come my way for many a year..

Settle

You kept, you kept me close. As winter, as winter closed in. Closed in.... . And I wrote, I wrote. Your name in the settled snow. Settled snow.... . Oh (etc.).

Set In Stone

Still Breathing

I need a aspirin after you. until you left I never knew what my heart was really going through and I never wanna go back but if there's some sick twist of fate. I would rather rest in peace, please do not resusictate..

Scars

Did I say something stupid?. There goes one more mistake. Do I bore you with my problems?. Is that why you turn away?. Do you know how hard I tried. To become what you want me to be?.

Skeletons And Spirits

Skeletons and Spirits. . Words & Music by Allison Crowe. . Take your sympathy and shove it. as for the pain,. well, I love it. I'll eat your words. I'll devour your soul.