BLEACH

Blew
If you wouldn't mind, I would like it blew 
If you wouldn't mind, I would like to lose               
If you wouldn't care, I would like to leave 
If you wouldn't mind, I would like to breath

Is there another reason for your stain                    
Could you believe who we knew stress or strain     
Here is another word that rhymes with shame

You could do anything


Floyd the Barber 
Hello Cobain, come on in 
Floyd observes my hairy chin 
Sit down (in the) chair don't be afraid 
Steamed hot towel on my face  

I was shaved  
I was shaved 
I was shamed  

Barney ties me to a chair 
I can't see I'm really scared 
Floyd breathes hard, I hear a zip 
Pee-pee pressed against my lips  

I was shaved
I'm ashamed
I was shamed

I sense others in the room              
Opie, Aunt Bea, I presume 
They take turns to cut me up 
I die smothered in Andy's clutch
      

About a Girl 
I need an easy friend 
I do, with an ear to lend 
I do, think you fit this shoe 
I do, but you have a clue             

I'll take advantage while 
You hang me out to dry 
But I can't see you every night (for) free  

I'm standing in your line 
I do, hope you have the time 
I do, pick a number to              
I do, keep a date with you
         

School  
Wouldn't you believe it 
It's just my luck  

No recess  

You're in high school again
  

Love Buzz  
Would you believe me when I tell you 
You are the queen of my heart 
Please don't deceive me when I hurt you
Just ain't the way it seems  

Can you feel my love buzz?
  

Paper Cuts  
At my feeding time                
She pushes food through the door          
I crawl towards the cracks of light   
Sometimes I can't find my way 
Newspapers spread around            
Soaking all that they can
A cleaning is due again                 
A good hosing down  

The lady whom I feel maternal love for 
Cannot look me in the eyes 
But I see hers and they are blue 
And they cock and twitch and masturbate 
Ow...I said so                             
Nirvana  

Black windows of paint               
I scratch with my nails 
I see others just like me 
Why do they not try to escape? 
They bring out the older ones   
They point at my way 
They come with a flash of light 
And take my family away  

And very later I have learned to 
Accept some friends of ridicule 
My whole existence is for your amusement 
And that is why I'm here with you 
Ow...to take you with me 
Your right                                       
(to) Nirvana
  

Negative Creep
This is out of our range...and it's grown      
This is getting to be...droan            
I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned  

Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more  

Yeah! Drone! Stoned!
  

Scoff
In my eyes, I'm not lazy 
In my face, it's not over 
In your room, I'm not older 
In your eyes, I'm not worth it 
Give me back my alcohol  

Heal a million, kill a million
Peel a million, feel a million
Heal a million, kill a million

Oh...
 

Swap Meet  
They lead a lifestyle that is comfortable 
They travel far to keep their stomachs full 
They make a living off of arts and crafts 
The kind with seashells, driftwood and burlap         
They make a deal when they come to town 
The Sunday swap meet is a battle ground 
She loves him more than he could ever know 
He loves her more than he will ever show 
Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart 
Keeps her photographs close to her heart 
(They) keeps their bitterness close to their hearts
  

Mr. Moustache  
Fill me in on your new vision 
Wake me up with indecision 
Help me trust your mighty wisdom 
Yes, I eat cow, I am not proud  

Show me how you question, question 
Lead the way to my temptation 
Take my hand and give it cleaning 
Yes, I eat cow, I am not proud  

Easy in an easychair 
Poop as hard as rock 
I don't like you anyway 
Seal it in a box                                

Now you
 

Sifting  
Afraid to grade 
Wouldn't it be fun? 
Cross, says floss 
Wouldn't it be fun? 
Wet your bed 
Wouldn't it be fun? 
Sun felt numb 
Wouldn't it be fun?  

Your eyes... teacher said 
Your eyes... preacher said  
Your eyes... teacher said
Your eyes... teacher said

Don't have nothing for you  

Spell the smell 
Wouldn't it be fun? 
Search for (a) church 
Wouldn't it be fun? 
Wet your bed 
Wouldn't it be fun? 
Cold in coals 
Wouldn't it be fun?  

Your eyes... teacher said 
Your eyes... preacher said  
Your eyes... preacher said
Your eyes... preacher said

Don't have nothing for you


Big Cheese  
Big cheese, make me 
Mine says, go to the office             
Big cheese, make me 
Mine says, what the hell            

Black is black, (no) trading back            
We were enemies                        
Sure you are, what am I                
We were enemies

Big lies, make my 
Mine says, go to the office  
Big cheese, make me 
Mine says, what the hell  

Black is black, (no) trading back           
We were enemies 
She eats glue, how 'bout you?
 
Black is black, no trading back
We were enemies
Sure you are, but what am I
We were enemies
She eats glue, how 'bout you
we were enemies
Sure you are, but what am I
                 

Downer
Portray sincerity, act out of loyalty 
Defend you true country, wish away pain
Hand out lombotomies, to save little families 
Surrealistic fantasy, bland, boring, pain  

Hold me down in restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is the whole fleece, shun in bastard
Don't feel guilty, master writing 

Somebody said that they're not much like I am 
I know I can make enough words for you to follow along 
I sink and then some 

Slippery pessimists, hypocrite master 
Conservative communists, apocalyptic bastards 
Thank you, dear God for putting me on this Earth 
I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst
 

Back to Bleach's Nirvana Page