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Heartbreaker
Mrs. Butterworth
Floyd The Barber
Clean Up Before She Comes
About A Girl
Blandest
Ain't It A Shame
Sappy
Opinion
Lithium
Sliver
Smells Like Teen Spirit
Come As You Are
Old Age
Oh The Guilt
Rape Me
Rape Me
Heart-Shaped Box
Do Re Mi
You Know You're Right
All Apologies
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"Uhh" ... "one-two-three-four!"
And as the soft pretentious mountains
Glisten in the light of the trees
And all the flowers sing in D minor
And the birds fly happily
We'll be together once again my love
I need you back, oh baby baby
I can't explain just why we lost it from the start
Living without you girl, you'll only break my heart ...
I can feel it
I can hold it
I can bend it - I can shape it - I can mold it
I can cut it, I can taste it - I can spank it, I can beat it, mastur-bate it
I've been lookin for Day Glo
Always hearing the same ole'
Sticky boredom with a book
I can make it do things you wouldn't think it ever could
I can feel it
I can hold it
I can bend it - I can shape it - and I mold it
I can cut it, I can taste it - I can spank it, I can beat it, as I made it ... Aah!
(x2)
I've been lookin for Day Glo
Always hearing the same ole'
Sticky boredom with a book
I can make it do things you wouldn't think it ever would
"Why, is that so groovy?"
Sappy
And if you save yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
Then you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breathing holes
Then you'll think you're happy
He'll cover you with grass
Then you'll think you're happy
Now
You're really in a laundry room (x2)
Conclusion came to you
Ahh
Now if you kill yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
And you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breather holes
Then you'll think you're happy
He'll cover you with grass
Then you'll think you're happy
Now
(x2)
You're really in a laundry room (x2)
Conclusion came to you
Ahh
And if you fuck yourself
You will make him happy
He'll give you fine rewards
And you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breather holes
Then you'll think you're happy
You'll wallow in your shit
Then you'll think you're happy
Now
You're really in a laundry room (x3)
Conclusion came to you
Ahh
Come As You Are
Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy.
Enemy (x3)
Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy.
Enemy (x3)
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x2)
Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy.
Enemy (x3)
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x2)
Enemy (x3)
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x4)
All songs written by Kurt Cobain and published by The End of Music/EMI-Virgin Songs, Inc. (BMI). All rights
controlled and administered by EMI-Virgin Songs, Inc. (BMI). Some songs published by M.J.-Twelve Music &
Murky Slough Music (all EMI-Virgin Songs, Inc.; all BMI). BMI international copyright secured lyrics.
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