Sabandijagrunge
Cantidad de envíos : 149 Fecha de inscripción : 06/03/2009 Edad : 35 Localización : Sangüicho City
| Tema: Nirvana de " E, F y G " Letras Originales Dom Mar 08, 2009 3:44 pm | |
| Endless Nameless
Silence Here I am Here I am Silent
Bright and clear It's what I am I have Died
uhhhh uhhhh uhhhh uhhhh
Death With violence Excitment Right here
Died Go to hell Here I am Right here
Ow
No mas No mas No mas No mas
Death Is what I am Go to hell Go to jail
In back of that Crime Here I am Take a chance Dead
Die Other interpretations possible.
Even In His Youth
Even in his youth he was nothing Kept his body clean going nowhere Daddy was ashamed he was nothing Smears the family name he was something
Leave the check before you are through I've got nothing left to prove If I die before I wake Hope I don't come back again
Floyd the Barber
Hello Cobain come on in Floyd observes my hairy chin Sit down in the chair don't be afraid Steaming 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
Floyd lets others in the room Opie, Aunt Bea I presume They take turns and cut me up I die smothered in Aunt Bee's muff...
I was shamed I was shamed I was shaved ´
Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle
It's so relieving to know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid It's so relaxing to hear you're asking wherever you get your way I's so soothing to know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same I miss the comfort in being sad
In her false withness, we hope you're still with us, to see if they float or drown Our favorite paitent, A display of patience, disease-covered Puget Sound She'll come back as fire, to burn all the liars, and leave a blanket of ash on the ground I miss the comfort in being sad
Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip
It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing that you're only supposed to use once and then discard. Where do you put it? In the garbage can, my honest friend. My shyness, pet her flow.
She's only been five months late, even though we haven't had sex for a week.
A meal a day, a meal, I say. And my heart's made my....
Somebody else already used the word aurora borealis. She was tied up in chains, and Sam had helped her in the freezer.
She's only five weeks late, and I haven't had a date forever... ever...ever...forever!
Wish I had more...more opportunity, more chances to remember some things so I couldn't have so much pressure on my... on my...on my, um...ah, on my...um...um...head.
We'd have so much more diversity, and so much more input, so much more creative flow, if we had someone in school, a (GIT)...
GIT...geeks...in...town. Ha!...Come on, Dave, think of one... Girls In Trouble It should be GIC, geeks with Charvels No, GWC
Fuck, man, this is a waste of time! (laughs) One more solo? Yeahhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!
You're personally responsible for... the entire strip...to be washed away... cleansed...as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol flowed through the strip and were set on fire.
It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight.
And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom, and his...silk... and he...he erected a beautiful city... a city of stars. | |
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