| 2135 |
So strange to feel so friendly, to say good morning and really mean it. |
Mamas and Papas, |
Twelve-Thirty |
| 2136 |
Some people find it's easier to hate. |
Billy Joel, |
An Innocent Man |
| 2137 |
Some rich man came and raped the land, nobody caught him. Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus, people bought them. |
The Eagles, |
The Last Resort |
| 2138 |
Somebody got murdered, his name cannot be found. A small stain on the pavement, they'll scrub it off the ground. |
The Clash, |
Somebody Got Murdered |
| 2139 |
Somehow it all got too out of hand, too complicated for a simple man. Don't want to have to pick and choose, hey, look at all these things I'll never use. |
Darryl Worley, |
Too Many Pockets |
| 2140 |
Something's wrong cause my mind is fading, and everywhere I look there's a dead-end waiting. |
Beck, |
Devil's Haircut |
| 2141 |
Sometimes I feel like a man in the wilderness. |
Styx, |
Man In The Wilderness |
| 2142 |
Sometimes I think this whole world is one big prison yard. Some of us are prisoners, the rest of us are guards. |
Bob Dylan, |
George Jackson |
| 2143 |
Sometimes it seems like you and me against the world. |
Helen Reddy, |
You and Me Against The World |
| 2144 |
Sometimes, at night you could hear the whole damn city crying. |
Bruce Springsteen, |
Backstreets |
| 2145 |
Somewhere between the soul and soft machine is where I find myself. |
Mr. Mister, |
Kyrie |
| 2146 |
Strange days have found us, strange days have tracked us down. They're going to destroy our casual joys, we shall go on playing or find a new town |
The Doors, |
Strange days |
| 2147 |
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion. |
Journey, |
Don't Stop Believing |
| 2148 |
Stuck, hollow, and alone, and the fault is my own, and the fault is my own. |
Linkin Park, |
Somewhere I Belong |
| 2149 |
Studied law, but not qualified to practice it. |
Frank Zappa, |
Jesus Thinks Your A Jerk |
| 2150 |
Surrounded by chalk marks on the ground, where the lost got found. |
Public Enemy, |
Do You Wanna Go Our Way |
| 2151 |
Suspended from a rope inside a bucket down a hole, his hands are torn and bloodied from the scratching at his soul. |
Traffic, |
Stranger To Himself |
| 2152 |
Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out, find nothing but faith in nothing. |
Eve 6, |
Inside Out |
| 2153 |
Take a look at my family, a different father every weekend. |
2 Pac, |
Papa'z Song |
| 2154 |
Take the wonder drug that cures all your ills, take Jeremiah Peabody's polyunsaturated, quick dissolving, fast acting, pleasant tasting, green and purple pills. |
Ray Stevens, |
Jeremiah Peabody's ...Purple Pills |