Lista de Canciones
- Blew – 2:54
- Floyd The Barber –
- About a Girl –
- School –
- Love Buzz –
- Paper Cuts – 4:05
- Negative Creep –
- Scoff – 4:10
- Swap Meet –
- Mr. Moustache –
- Sifting –
- Downer - 1:42
If you wouldn't mind I would like to 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 breathe
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
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 the chair
I can't see I'm really scared
Floyd breathes hard, I hear a zip
Pee-pee pressed against my lips
I was shamed [3X]
I sense others in the room
Opie, Aunt Bea, I presume
They take turns and cut me up
I die smothered in Andy's clutch
I was shamed
I was shaved
I was shamed
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
Free
I'm standing in your line
I do hope you have the time
I do pick a number too
I do keep a date with you
Take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free
School
Won't you belive 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're 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
When I'm feeling tired
She pushes food through the door
I crawl towards the cracks of light
Sometimes I can't find my way
Newspapers spreaad 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 twist and masturbate
I, I said so, I say so, I say so
Nirvana [6X]
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 in 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
To take you with me, your right
To nirvana [8X]
Negative Creep
This is out of our range
This is out of our range
This is out of our range, oh
This is getting to be
This is getting to be
This is getting to be drone
I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned
I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep ahhhh
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
Gimme back my alcohol [6X]
Gimme back my, gimme back my, gimme baaaaaaack
Heal a million, kill a million
Peel a million, feel a million
Heal a million, kill a million
[repeat all 2X]
Swap Meet
They need 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 battleground
She loves him more than he will ever know
He loves her more than he will ever show
Keeps the cigarettes close to his heart
Keeps the photographs close to her heart
Keep the bitterness close to their heart
[repeat verse]
Keeps the cigarettes close to his heart
Keeps the photographs close to his heart
Keep the bitterness close to their heart
[solo]
[repeat verse up to:]
She loves him more than she will ever know
He loves her more than he will ever show
Keeps the bitterness close to his heart
Keeps the photographs close to her heart
Keep the bitterness close to their heart
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 as an easychair
Poop as hard as rock
I don't like you anyway
Seal it in a box
Now you, now you, now you
[repeat both verses and chorus]
Now you, now you, 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, (the) teacher said, your eyes
Preacher said, your eyes, teacher said, teacher said
Don't have nothing for you
Spell the smell, wouldn't it be fun?
Search for church, wouldn't it be fun?
Wet your bed, wouldn't it be fun?
Cold in coals, wouldn't it be fun?
Your eyes, (the) teacher said, your eyes
Preacher said, your eyes, preacher said, preacher said
Don't have nothing for you
Big cheese, make me
Mine said, go to the office
Big cheese, make me
Mine said, what the hell
Black is black, (no) trading back
We were enemies
Sure you are, (but) what am I?
We were enemies
Big lies, make mine
Mine said, go to the office
Big cheese, make me
Mine said, what's the code
Black is black, (no) trading back
We were enemies
She eats glue, how 'bout you?
We were enemies
Downer
Portray sincerity, act out of loyalty
Defend your country, wish away pain
Hand out lobotomies to save little families
Surrealistic fantasy, bland boring plain
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 up enough words
for you to follow along,
I sink and then some
Slippery pessimist hypocrite master
Conservative communist apocalyptic bastard
Thank you, dear God, for putting me on this Earth
I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst
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 up enough words
for you to follow along,
I sink and then some
Nevermind
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