Nirvana Bambi Kill

Hey, the love of two

A desire, is whats for you

is it real? A lulliby?

Face to face, with an unamed mouth

Hey! Hey! Heyyyy! Hey! hey! Heyyyy!

Feel the spirit form, in his eyes was loving for

And his lion’s were raging high, hunts himself & fears his ripe

Hey! Hey! Heyyyy! Hey! Hey! Heyyyy!

Heyyyyyyyyyyy!

Nirvana Beeswax

Why doesn’t she need him for a father?

Not only maidens can occupy my shack

Goring my manhood turns a man off

Like Pepe LePew would say,

Hey, hey, hey! — and then we clash!

I got my diddly spayed [x3]

I got my diddly

She laughs about it

Shrinking inflections if the wind blows just right

Jacking themselves off polyester

I wanna jump, this isn’t right!

Hey, when am I getting it back?

I got my diddly spayed [x3]

I got my diddly

I don’t know why,

I’ve got a joke too silly to say

Don’t touch the balls

I got a dick, Dick — hear my fucking hate!

I got my diddly spayed [x3]

I got my diddly

If you’re wondering, it’s gaining monthly

Fiberglass insulated, the sky is cotton candy

Spawning downstream, El Rancho Ovulate

Feeling can’t help me romp

Bill just fuck me, take me anal

Billy’s slit reminds me of someone

I’m sick of paying for the love boat

Tony and Tenille say wanna jump rope

And I say look!

I got my penis spayed,

I got a little tail,

I got my dingaling spayed

I got my dingaling spayed

I gotta be around pussy

Don’t let me fall

I got a heh-heh … well you can’t live

We got my dingaling spayed [x6]

I got my dingaling spayed [x5]

I got my diddly

Nirvana Lounge Act

Truth – covered in security

I can’t let you smother me

I’d like to, but it couldn’t work

Trading off and taking turns

I don’t regret a thing

And I’ve got this friend, you see

Who makes me feel and I

Wanted more than I could steal

I’ll arrest myself, I’ll wear a shield

I’ll go out of my way to prove I still

I still smell her on you

Don’t – tell me what I wanna hear

Afraid of never knowing fear

Experience anything you need

I’ll keep fighting jealousy

Until it’s fucking gone

And I’ve got this friend, you see

Who makes me feel and I

Wanted more than I could steal

I’ll arrest myself, I’ll wear a shield

I’ll go out of my way to prove I still

I still smell her on you

Truth! – covered in security

I can’t let you smother me

I’d like to but it couldn’t work

Trading off and taking turns

I don’t regret a thing

And I’ve got this friend, you see

Who makes me feel and I

Wanted more than I could steal

I’ll arrest myself, I’ll wear a shield

I’ll go out of my way to make you a deal

We’ve made a pact to learn from who

Ever we want without new rules

We’ll share what’s lost and what we grew

They’ll go out of their way

To prove they still

Still smell her on you [x3]

Nirvana Misery Loves Company

To hope is admittance

Feed before beginning

Double-sided cynics

Reflected images

Don’t be so selfish

Leaving me this

Follow it far

To find where you are

You haven’t grown

Go on alone

Never finished his sentence

Remained in seclusion

For the next few days

Family is circuling

He having moved up

All the styles of heresy

Finally he appeared unexpectedly

Looking for company

Nirvana Rape Me

Rape me

Rape me my friend

Rape me

Rape me again

I’m not the only one [x4]

Hate me

Do it and do it again

Waste me

Rape me my friend

I’m not the only one [x4]

My favorite inside source

I’ll kiss your open sores

Appreciate your concern

You’ll always stink and burn

Rape me

Rape me my friend

Rape me

Rape me again

I’m not the only one [x4]

Rape me! [x9]

Nirvana Plateau

Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau

Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know

Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand

To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands

There’s nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop

And an illustrated book about birds

You see a lot up there but don’t be scared

Who needs action when you got words

When you’ve finished with the mop then you can stop

And look at what you’ve done

The plateau’s clean, no dirt to be seen

And the work it was fun

There’s nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop

And an illustrated book about birds

You see a lot up there but don’t be scared

Who needs action when you got words

Well the many hands began to scan around for the next plateau

Some said it was in Greenland and some say Mexico

Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood

But those were all just guesses, wouldn’t help you if they could

Nirvana In Bloom

Sell the kids for food

Weather changes moods

Spring is here again

Reproductive glands

Hey – he’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means, when I say:

He’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means when I say ah…

We can have some more – nature is a whore

Bruises on the fruit – tender age in bloom

Hey – he’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means, when I say:

He’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means when I say ah…

He’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means when I say:

He’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means [2x]

Knows not what it means when I say ah…

Nirvana Aero Zeppelin

What’s a season in a right if you can’t have anything

What’s the reason in a rhyme if a plan means anything

What’s the meaning in a crime, it’s a fan if anything

Where’s the learning in a line, it’s a brand, it’s a brand

How a culture comes again, it was all here yesterday

And you swear it’s not a trend, doesn’t matter anyway

There’s only here to talk to friends, nothing new is everyday

You could shit upon the stage, they’ll be fans

They’ll be fans [alt: If you brand] [x3]

[x2]

All the kids will eat it up, if it’s packaged properly

Steal a sound and imitate, keep a format equally

Not an ode, just the facts, where our world is nowadays

An idea is what we lack, it doesn’t matter anyways

Hey … [x7]

Nirvana Help Me, I’m Hungry

Hold me, there’s too much tension

Grade me, I’m fucking hungry

Help me, I’m fucking cornered

Grade me, you might be right

Lightning fucking around in my head

Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up

People freaking every day

White lights inside

What do you want

Cold naked man, picked off his scabs and

Fed them to the pigeons

Help him, he’s fucking cornered

Grade him it might be fun

Lightning fucking around in my head, etc…

Hold me, something’s happening

Help me, somebody help me

Hold me, I’m fucking hungry

Help me, I’m right here, who are you?

Naked man you say you saw

Fed them, to the pigeons

Help him, he’s fucking cornered

Grade him, it might be fun

Lightning fucking around in my head, etc…

Help me, I’m fucking hungry

Help me, I’m fucking up

Hold me, some fucking help

Nirvana Loser

She shoot through there after thunder ain’t her pretty?

Wake me up and I feel hot do you understand?

Now I fallen through her decision she likes aaah

Leave me only up and come back to her trap

And I’m a loser and I need a little love [x4]

Judas thermal selection when what a lie

Blue is eating our special drum man (go to his bed[?])

looking through your lies

we recover while I’m in there what a lie

And I’m a loser and I need a little love [x4]

She shoot through there after thunder ain’t her pretty?

Wake me up and I feel hot do you understand?

Now I fallen through her decision she likes aaah

Leave me only up and come back to her trap

And I’m a loser and I need a little love [x4]