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Nirvana
Nirvana


Background information
Origin Aberdeen, Washington, United States
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Grunge
Years active 1987—1994
Label(s) Sub Pop
DGC Records
Associated acts Foo Fighters
Fecal Matter
Website Website
Members
Krist Novoselic
Dave Grohl
Kurt Cobain
Former members
Aaron Burckhard
Chad Channing
Dale Crover
Jason Everman
Dave Foster
Dan Peters



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Nirvana Album


Incesticide (12/14/1992)
12/14/1992
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Oh
Pick me, Pick me yea
Live alone, lone single
Atleast, atleast yea
Everyone is hollow

Pick me, pick me yea
Everyone is waiting
Pick me pick me yea
You can be the baby

hey
dive
dive
dive
dive in me
dive
dive
dive
dive in me
dive in me
dive in me
dive in me

Kiss this, kiss that yea
Live alone, lone single
Atleast, atleast yea
You could be my hero

Pick me, pick me yea
Everyone is waiting
Hit me, hit me yea
I'm real good at hitting

hey
dive
dive
dive
dive in me
dive
dive
dive
dive in me
dive in me
dive in me
dive in me

dive
dive
dive
dive in me
dive
dive
dive
dive in me
dive
dive
dive
dive in me
dive in me
dive in me
dive in me
dive in me
dive in me
dive in me

. . .


Mom and dad went to a show
droped me off a Grandpa Joe's
I kicked and screamed, said please, oh no

[chorus]
Grandma take me home [x8]

Had to eat my dinner there
had mashed potato's and stuff like that
couldnt chew my meat too good

[chorus]

said why don't you stop your crying
go outside and ride your bike
thats what i did, i killed my toes

[chorus]

after dinner, i had ice cream
fell asleep, and watched tv
woke up in my mother's arms

[chorus]
Grandma take me home [x19]
I wanna be alone

. . .


Well he never bleeds and he never fucks
And he never leaves cuz he's got bad luck.
Well he never reads and he never draws
And he never sleeps cuz he's got bad blood yeah
I'm a stain,
I'm a stain,
I'm a stain,
I'm a stain

. . .


She should have stayed away from friends
She should have had more time to spend
She should have died when she was born
She should have worn the crown of thorns
She should have been a son
She should have been a son
She should have been a son
She should have been a son
She should have stood out in the crowd
She should have made her mother proud
She should have fallen on her stance
She should have had another chance
She should have been a son
She should have been a son
She should have been a son
She should have been a son

. . .


Take a step outside yourself
And turn around
Take a look at who you are
It's pretty scary
So silly
Revolting
You're not much
You can't do anything

Take a step outside the city
And turn around
Take a look at what you are
It is revolting
You're really nowhere
So wasteful
So foolish
Poppycock

Who said don't look back?
Don't believe 'em
Go for that crazy sounding restaurant
'Couse they're gonna try and get behind you
Don't you let them do it
You know what I'm talking about?
You hear me talking?
You hear me talking?

It's pretty scary it's so revolting

Take a step outside the country
And turn around
Take a look at what you are
It is amazing
Take a good look
You're no big deal
You're so petty
It's lots

Take a step outside the planet
Turn around and around
Take a look at where you are
It's pretty scary

. . .


She said
She'd take me anywhere
She'd take me anywhere
As long as she stays with me

She said
She'd take me anywhere
She'd take me anywhere
As long as I stayed clean

Kiss kiss
Molly's lips
Kiss kiss
Molly's lips
Kiss kiss
Molly's lips
Kiss kiss
Molly's lips

. . .


Up up up and down
Turn turn turnaround
Round round roundabout
And over again
Gun gun son of a gun
You are the only one
Makes any difference what I say
The sun shines in the bedroom
When we play
The raining always starts
When you go away

. . .


(Music & Lyrics: Kurt Cobain, Krist Novoselic, Dave Grohl)

Polly wants a cracker
Think I should get off her first
Think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch

Isn't me
Have a seat
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut Yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Heaven True
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
Want some help
Please myself

Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like some food
She asked me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few

Isn't me
Have a seat
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
Want some help
Please myself

Polly said
Polly says her back hurts
She's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
Amazes me the will of instinct

Isn't me
Have a seat
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
Want some help
Please myself

. . .


Lying here sitting in front of a fire
Not only Megan said I could thrive on a shot
Grinning my manhood and judge the mantle
I cut it up for you
say hey hey
And I wake up
I got my do this way [3X]

She laughs about it
squeeking inflection when the wind blows just right
Dragging your thumbs of my shirt
How many jumps is in it
Right hey
When I'm getting back
I got my do this way
[incomprehensible babble]

Hear my fucking hate
I got my do this way

If your world is getting ugly
Fiberglass situation is as can as cotton candy
Sunning out to save a ranch you ovulate
Freedom and count out being wrong
I feel you will gladly take it anal
Filly sli reminds me of someone
I understand your fear for the Love Boat
Don't need to kneel
Save all the cho ho
And I get along
I got my feel this pay
I got a little tale
I got my do this way
[incomprehensible babble]
When you're getting in
I got my do this way

. . .


Oh, it's your face, it isn't even
true the jaws and claims
you entertain and chew the fungus mold
is my intraction
oh, it's only a, it is infection.
Only her tonight, until I pay
Only her tonight, I fell asleep
Oh, coming from, the diarrhea
Oh, her tired form
I come in peace and live a dirty book
on the cloudy class, fender burn, and become a childhood mess
Only her tonight, until I plea
Only her tonight, until I sing
Oh, take me back, lets just concise some
flies, bugs and fleas and even meal can't
stain the vaseline
It's headed burger's out
in case it learns and takes it's childhood such

. . .


I was your mine, you were mine
I didn't mean you were, mine I was your [3X]
You're in a
you rang
yours rang

I was your mine, you were mine
I didn't mean you were, mine I was your [3X]
Your in a

At night, wishful gardens
At night, where the heart is
At night, disco gardens
At night, we'll be ga.......

I was your mine, you were mine
I didn't mean you were, mine I was your [3X]
Your in a
Wishful gardens, at night
Where the heart is, at night
Wishful gardens, at night
Wishful gardens

I was your mine, you were mine
I didn't mean you were, mine I was your [3X]
Your in a
Your rang
Your's rang
at night wishful gardens
at night, where the heart is
at night you were so modest
at night, crisco lockers
at night, the mount for homely
it's like, fistful garbage
at night, the whiz go ga....

. . .


What's the season of love if you can't have everything
what's the reason of love if you can lose everything
what's the meaning of love, it's a crime if anything
what's the meaning of love, it's grand, it's grand

How can a culture can forget it's plan of yesterday
and you swear it's not a trend
does it matter anyways
barely heat the top of friend like it moves everyday
you could shit upon the stairs
you'll be friends
you'll be friends
you'll be friends
you'll be friends

All the kids have laid it out
and it's back is probably
still it's subtle in the tape
keep a form on equally
now you know it's just the fact
where the world is nowadays
and the day is what we learn
does it matter anyways

. . .


It's not cold enough
please put his side up
she is moon gray
can we show our faces now

I'm not in a string
she's not turning gray
simple as it seems
can we show our faces now

endless climb
I am blind
what can I hear
call a lie
speaking a phrase
instantly grown
I am blind
waiting in line
[again, substituting 'why am I sure' as the last line]

. . .


Come on over
Do the twist (aha)
Overdo it
Have a fit (aha)
Come on over
Shoot the shit (aha)
Love you so much
Makes me sick (aha)

Beat me out of me (beat up beat up)

She gave the perfect strain to my heart.

. . .


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