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
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