Use just once and destroyInvasion of our piracyAfterbirth of a nationStarve without your skeleton key I love you for what I am notI do not want what I have gotA blanket acne’ed with ciggarette burnsSpeak at once while taking turnsSecond-rate third defree burnsWhat is wrong with meWhat is what I needWhat do I think I […]
Tag Archives: Lyrics by Nirvana
Territorial Pissings
Come on people now. Smile on your brothers. Everybody get together. Try to love another right now. When I was an alien. Cultures weren’t opinions. [Chorus]Gotta find a way. To find a way. When I’m here. Gotta find a way. A better way. I had better wait. Never met a wise man. If so it’s […]
Negative Creep
This is out of our reach (x3)and it’s grownThis is getting to be (x3)droneI’m a negative creep (x3)and I’m stoned!I’m a negative creep (x3)and I’m … (x2)Daddy’s little girl ain’t a girl no more (x6)This is out of our range (x3)and it’s crudeThis is getting to be (x3)like droneI’m a negative creep (x3)and I’m stoned!I’m […]
Paper Cuts
At feeding timeShe pushed food through the doorAnd I crawl towards the crack of lightSometimes I can’t find my wayNewspapers spread aroundSoaking all that they canA cleaning is due againA good hosing downThe lady whom I feel maternal love forCannot look me in the eyesBut I see hers and they are blueAnd they cock and […]
Son Of A Gun
Up up up and downTurn turn turnaroundRound round roundaboutAnd over againGun gun son of a gunYou are the only oneMakes any difference what I sayThe sun shines in the bedroomWhen we playThe raining always startsWhen you go away
Stain
(x3) Well he never bleeds and he never fucksAnd he never leaves ’cause he’s got bad luck.Well he never reads and he never draws.And he never sleeps ’cause he’s got bad blood, yeahI’m a stain, I’m a stain, I’m a stain, I’m a stain
Endless, Nameless
Silence, here I am. I am, silence.Bright and clear, it’s what I am. Silence, I am.Mother, father. Father, mother.Death and violence. Exicitement, I am.Dyin’, lyin’. Dyin’, fo to hell—aaoohh!Mother, no was. No mas, Mama.Still, silence. I am, hurt again. I’magine that, crime.Here I am, (chargin’).Dead.Die.
On A Plain
I’ll start this off without any wordsI got so high that I scratched ’til I bled I love myself better than youI know it’s wrong so what should I do? The finest day that I ever hadWas when I learned to cry on command I’m on a plainI can’t complain My mother died every nightIt’s […]