NIRVANA
Rape Me

Rape me, my friend
Rape me again

I'm not the only one
Do it and do it Again

Waste me
Taste me, my friend

My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn

Smells Like Teen Spirit

Load up on guns
Bring your friends
It's fun to lose
And to pretend
She's overboard
Myself assured
I know I know
A dirty word


hello (x 16)

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yea


I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

hello (x 16)

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yea


And I forget
Just what it takes
And yet I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard
Its hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

hello (x 16)

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yea

The Man Who Sold The Word

We passed upon the stairs,
Spoken walls and wells,
Although I was a friend
Sat on walls astrand,
Which came as so surprised,
I spoke into his eyes -- I thought you died alone
A long long time ago

Oh no, not me,
We never lost control,
The face, to face,
With the man who sold the world.

I laughed and shook his hand,
Made my way back home,
I searched from farther land,
Years and years I roamed,
I gazed all gazers there,
We walked a million hills -- I must have died alone,
A long long time ago.

Who knows, not me,
I never lost control,
Your face, to face,
With the man who sold the world.

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
Take your time
Hurry up
The Choice is your
Don't be late
Take a rest
As a friend
As an old memoria
Memoria X3

Come
Dowsed in mud
Soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend
As a friend
As an old memoria
Memoria X3

And I swear
That I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun

Memoria X4

And I swear
That I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun X4

Memoria X2

Kurt Cobain
1967 - 1994

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