Spank Thru

"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?"

Heartbreaker

"Heartbreaker"
"Heartbreaker"
"I don't know how to play it"

Hey fellas have you heard the news,
You know that Annie's back in town
It won’t take long just watch and see
How the fellas lay their money down
Her style is new but the face is the same
As it was so long ago
But her eyes..

"Do a solo"
"Solo, solo!"

Mrs. Butterworth

Your life is shit (shit)
Your life is bogus (bull)
Your life is crime (crime)
Your life is hell (hell)

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die, with my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die, don't fuck with me

Your life is shit (shit)
Your life is clean (it is clean)
Your life is lame, it's not so funny
Your life is stale (frail, frail!)

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die, watch the pain!

Your life is shit.

"I'm gonna open up myself a flea market
I'm gonna open up myself a flea market
And you're gonna wish that you did
And retire on the profits

First off,
I'm gonna empty out all of my Mrs. Butterworth jars
And I'm gonna put 'em on a shelf with my 800 dollar a month tax free Century 21
shop

And then I am going to put my Mrs. Butterworth syrup jars on the shelf
Next to all the commemorative fast food chain glasses and cups I've accumulated
over the past 62 years

Then I'm going to get some plywood

I'm going to get some plywood and cut them up into two by two feet squares
Then I'm going to get some burlap and I'm going to cut them into
two by two feet squares, and then I'm going to put them onto the
pieces of plywood

And then I'm going to go to the beach
I'm going to go to the beach and I'm gonna collect some
shells and driftwood

And then I'm going to take the shells and driftwood and glue them
onto the plywood and burlap

And sell 'em for lots of money

People will be paying top dollar for my kids new used new
toys and clothing

Then maybe someday I can get rid of that
pissed-stained matress I've been sleeping on"

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die watch the pain

Floyd The Barber

Bell on door clanks come on in
Floyd observes my hairy chin
Sit down chair don't be afraid
Steamed hot towel on my face

I was shaved
I was shamed
I was shaved

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 shaved
I was shamed
I was shaved
Get away!

I sense others in the room
Opey, Aunt Bea I presume
They take turns and cut me up
I died smothered in Andy's butt

I was shamed
I was shamed
I was shaved

Clean Up Before She Comes

Clean up before she comes (x4)
Living in a dusty town (x2)

Something in her eyes
Must be the smoke from my lungs
Something in her eyes
Must be the smoke from my lungs

(x2)
I must be getting old
I must be getting, getting older
I'm starting to eat my vegetables

Something in her eyes
Must be the smoke from my lungs
Something in her eyes
Must be the smoke from my lungs

Clean up the dusty town
Living in a dusty town (x4)

Clean up before she comes (x4)
Living in a dusty town.

Something in her eyes
Must be the smoke from my lungs
Something in her eyes
Must be the smoke from my lungs

(x7)
I must be getting old
I must be getting, getting older
I'm starting to eat my vegetables

About a Girl

Ohhh, I do
Don't pin a note to me
I do promise to agree
I do live in constant fear
I do wonder why I'm here
And if you say I'm right
You'll hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free

I do
Don't wash my face again
I do away from all my friends
I do have a breath in you
I do can't see if we move
And if you say I'm right
I'll hang you out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free

I do (x3)

Don't pin a note to me
I do promise to agree
I do live in constant fear
I do wonder why I'm here
And if you say I'm right
I'll hang you out to dry

(x2)
But I can't see you every night
Free

I do (x4)

Blandest

Oooooooh ...

You're my favorite,
Of my saviours
You're my favorite,
Who knows (Alt: Oh, no)
You're my favorite,
Of my favors
You're my razor,
Oh no (Alt: Who knows)

Hey!

And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought

I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm (Alt: Come)

And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought

I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm (x4) (Alt: Come)

You're my favorite,
Of my saviours
You're my favorite,
Who knows (Alt: Oh, no)

You're my favorite,
Of my favors
You're my razor,
Oh no (Alt: Who knows)

Hey!

And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought

I need you around,
To remind me what not to become

Calm (Alt: Come)

And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought

I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm (x4) (Alt: Come)

Ah ... Ahhh!

You're my favorite,
Of my saviours
You're my favorite,
Who knows (Alt: Oh, no)
Yes you're my favorite,
Of my favors
You're my razor,
Oh no (Alt: Who knows)

Hey!

And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought

I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm (Alt: Come)

And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought

I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm (x4) (Alt: Come)

Ahhhhhh!

Ain't It A Shame

Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
or Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame

Ain't it a shame to have a drink on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to have a drink on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to have a drink on a Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
or Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame

Ain't it a shame to beat your wife on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to beat your wife on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to beat your wife on a Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Or Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame

Ahhh! (x3)
Ooooh!

Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Or Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame

Ain't it a shame (x5)

Shame (x3)

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

Opinion

"Oh, this song is called Opinion"

Congratulations, you have won
It's a year subscription of bad puns
And it makes your story of concern
And you set it up before it burns

My opinions, mmm (x4)

And it seems to be a problem here
And the steer of emotion seems to clear
Now they rise and fall like wall street stock
And they have an effect on our peace talk

Our opinions, mmm
My opinions, mmm (x3)

Congratulations, you have won
It's a year subscription of bad puns
And it makes your story of concern
And you set it up before it burns

Your opinions, mhm (x4)
Your opinions

Lithium

I'm so happy 'cause today
I've found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, but that's okay, 'cause so are you

We broke our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care
And I'm not scared
Light my candles, in a daze
'Cause I've found god

Hey, hey, hey
Yeah, hey
Yeah, hey, Mmmm
Yeah, hey

I'm so lonely, but that's okay, I shaved your head
And I'm not sad
And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard
But I'm not sure
I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there
But I don't care
I'm so horny, that's okay
My will is good

Yeah, hey
Yeah, yeah (X4)

Sliver

Mom and dad went to a show
They dropped me off at Grandpa Joe's
I swear to God
Oh, please don't go

Gramma take me home (x8)

I had to eat my dinner there
Mashed potatos and stuff like that
I couldn't chew my meat too good

Gramma take me home (x8)

She said why don't you quit your crying
Go outside and ride your bike
That's what I did
I killed my toe

Gramma take me home (x7)
Wanna be alone

My Grandpa had a cigarette
It touched my arm on accident
I swear to God it hurt real bad

Gramma take me home (x8)

Smells Like Teen Spirit

Come out and play
Make up the rules
I know, I hope
The tide is blue

Though some are dead
I'll walk from you
I know, I'll light
The way to go

Hello, hello, hello, how low? (x3)
Hello, hello, hello!

I'm a liar and I'm famous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, segregate us

A libido, an albino
A mulatto, a mosquito

Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and we're famous

Yeah!

Hey (x4)

Come out and play
Make up the rules
I know, I hope
To find the truth

We're wide awake
And heavy feeling
We'll go outside
And pray for me

Hello, hello, hello, how low? (x3)
Hello, hello, hello!

I'm a liar and I'm famous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

An albino, a mulatto
A libido, a mosquito

Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and famous

Yeah!

Hey (x4)

Come out and play
Take off your clothes
Make up the rules
I'll see you in court

And I will not embrace you
I'm now a lie, the same as you

Hello, hello, hello, how low? (x3)
Hello, hello, hello!

I'm lazy and famous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and we're famous
Here we are now, entertain us

A libido, an albino
A mosquito, a vagina

Here we are now, entertain us
We feel stupid, and famous

A denial! (x12)

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)

Old Age

"We're rollin..."

One more day to complete my service
One more high to decay my nervous
Wondering how I'm gonna find a way
It's over

One more day to complete my service
One more time here to fade my servant
Wondering how I'm gonna find a way
Over

She seen through me and mine
And I know a later time
We could make it with you
We're the same

Old age (x4)

One more day to complain, my servant
One more doubt here to find a servant
Wondering how I'm gonna find
It's over

Wondering how I'm here date my cover
One more doubt here to save my never
Wondering how I'm gonna find a way
It's over

She seemed true, me and mine
And I know a later time
We and we're you to you
Leave the soul

Old age (x4)

Just you need and read you free
Hmmm
And knew
You read
You flew
Ooo
Hmmm

One more day to complete my circuit
One more high here to find my nervous
Someday I'm gonna find a way
It's over

One more doubt here to claim my supper
I can have anything you wanted
Wondering how I'm gonna find a way
It's over

He seemed to read minds
And I know we're out of time
Breathe away here with you
Dream the same on the dew
Breathe the same on her
Breathe to moan on a man
Breathe and shame on you
He's late

Old age (x7)

"... or we could fade out"

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Oh, The Guilt

She seems to think
She seems too weak
She takes a week to get over it
She likes the sea
She likes to see
She likes to think she has to alter it

She likes the sand
She likes the sand
She likes to stand, she can't afford to sit
She likes to be (x3)

She's into guilt
Guilt! (x3)

She likes to think
She likes to think
She seems too weak, she takes all the rent
She likes the time
She owns the time
She borrows time and has to self-invent
She seems too weak
She likes to see
She likes to think she has to alter it

She likes the sand
She likes to stand
She likes to sit
She likes to go
Go! (x3)

She seems to think
She seems too weak
She takes a week to get over it
She likes the sea
She likes to see
She likes to think she has to alter it

She likes the sand
She likes the sand
She likes to stand, she can't afford to sit
She likes to be (x3)

She likes to go
Go! (x7)

Rape Me (boombox)

Check, Check, Check, Check, Check ...

Rape me
Rape me again
Father just

Take me
Rape me again
Someone

Since my embarrassments gone
Free, I'm not a lonely one
See, miss me than to you
He, was a nasty guest
Flame

Rape me
Rape me again
Someone, disgrace me
Face me, and then

Weight of both of them
Has, grinded to the ground
We, owe them pay he's made
He's afraid, I'm not a self-endowed
Sick

Convention
Going to the source, inside
Intention with me
Rape me again, father knows

I'm my elite reforce
Hey, he was a nasty guest
Fall, I never was I said
Fool, falling to his this

Ohhh

Make me
Make me do it again
Save me
Save me young friend

Soon my own found recourse
Hey, I'm not a liar anymore
Save, I'm not a liar anymore (Alt: Alive anymore)
Hey, I'm not a concrete horse
Say, I'm not a modern man's choir (Alt: Wired)
Ohhhh, I'm not a smorgasbord
Ahh

Hate me
You hate me again
You hate me again

Rape Me (studio)

(Френсис Бин плачет на заднем плане)

Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again

Am I the only one?
Ahh
Am I the only one?
Ahh
Am I the only one?
Ahh
Am I the only one?

Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me my friend

Am I the only one?
Ahh
Am I the only one?
Ahh
Am I the only one?
Ahh
Am I the only one?

My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
You appreciate your concern
I hope you let it burn

Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape again

Am I the only one?
Ahh
Am I the only one?
Ahh
Am I the only one?
Ahh
Am I the only one?

Rape me (Kurt - x9)

Heart-Shaped Box

"Are we rolling?"

She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been buried in a heart-shaped box for weeks
You done undid my magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could catch your cancer when I am sick

(x3)
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Your advice (x3)

I asked me like a Pisces when I've been weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
And in a magnet tar pit film on your trap
I wish I could catch your cancer when I am black

(x3)
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Your advice (x3)

She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked in heart-shaped coffins for too many weeks
You've drawn me into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could kill your cancer when I am black

(x2)
Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Forever in debt to your priceless advice (x2)

Your advice (x3)

Do Re Mi

If I may
And if I might
Lie me down, weeping
If I say what it's like
I might be dreaming
If I may
What is right
Some make time to see me heal

His tears in his bonnet
The face from his pocket
The chains from a blown life from dreams

Do Re Mi (x4)

If I may
And if I might
Wake me up
See me
If I do and if I lie
Find me out
See me
If I may
Cold as ice
I might not see me heal

The rays in his socket
The face from this moment
The chains from the socket
I've been weak

Do Re Mi (x6)

Wish me good
And wish me night
Find me now
Season

Their way
Just be quiet
Finally dreaming
Yellow whale
And if I sigh
Shake me out
Teeming

If I may
If I might
Got a gun to bleed me

The rays in his pocket
The rays from this moment
The chains from his armor
Am I deep?

Do Re Mi (x8)

You Know You're Right

I will never walk it through
I could never promise you
If some things followed you
I will never wander through

Is it me you love again?
Guess I'll never have a fan

Isn't me the real me
I could never have a see
It's a never-ending dream
I will always wanna flee

If I'm real, have a go
Empathy I haven't known

Dream (x4)

Guess I never followed you
How come me libels you
I could never die again
I won't lose another friend

She wants to see another me
When I'm through I meditate
It's some we all medicate
Guess I'll fall and medicate

It's another opiate
But to me it's everything

Dream (x4)

I will never promise you

Dream (x2)

All Apologies

What else could I be
All apologies
What else could I write
I don't wanna fight
What else could I say
All my words are gray
What else could I be
All apologies

In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun (x2)
Married (x2)

What else could I be
All apologies
What else could I write
I don't wanna fight
What else could I say
All my words are gray
What else could I be
All apologies

In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun (x2)

(x2)
Married
Buried

Yeah (x4)

All in all, is all we are (x11)