Heartbreaker lyrics - Nirvana

(originally by Led Zeppelin)

"'Heartbreaker'! You don't know how to play?"

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 the same as it was so long ago
But from her eyes, a different smile

"Solo! Do a solo, solo!"

Anorexorcist lyrics - Nirvana

Look your legs are ashes
Charred into a special
Don't make noise you'll break
Your legs, your eyes and all
You're right

I was your incompetent
Man just read the furies
Special time but you can't
Make too much of him
Gray
Oh, oh

I was yours and closer
You were them in New York
Got me in to entertain
Your legs are in your legs

I was your end dancer
More than all I wish you
Got me under with the
Nice, nice, nice religious man
Oh, Oh...

White Lace And Strange lyrics - Nirvana

That is the way you want it
You wanted it to be the way you like it, I'm
I'm no lover
We wanted you to see it the way you wanted
It's all right

I could be crazy, but I could be human
I never wanted to open your eyes
I could be crazy, but I could be human
I never wanted to open your eyes

I'm no lover
You wanted to be living up in the air, yeah
I'm no lover
But please let go of the human
That's me

I could be crazy, but I could be human
I never wanted to open your eyes
I could be crazy, but I could be human
I never wanted to open your eyes

Help Me, I'm Hungry lyrics - Nirvana

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

Mrs. Butterworth lyrics - Nirvana

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
I'm gonna die
With my libido
I'm gonna die
Start a new union
I'm gonna die
Don't fuck with me

Your life is shit
Shit
Your life is clean
It's clean
Your life is lame
Without some friends
Your life is stale, frail
Frail

I'm gonna die
Start a new union
I'm gonna hell
Help my libido
I'm gonna die
Start a new union
I'm gonna hell
Help my libido
I'm gonna die
Start a new union
I'm gonna hell
Help my libido
I'm gonna die
Start a new union
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
Gonna 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 Century21 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 piss-stained mattress I've been sleeping on

I'm gonna die
Start a new union
I'm gonna hell
Help my libido
I'm gonna die
Start a new union
I'm gonna hell
Help my libido
I'm gonna die
Start a new union
I'm gonna hell
Help my libido
I'm gonna die
Start a new union
I'm gonna die
Watch the pain

If You Must lyrics - Nirvana

I can read, I can write
I can breed, proven plight
Nurse my greed, crease infold
Is it me, or my ego?

Write some words, make them rhyme
Thesis or story line
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my attitude?

She said
If you want to put off an image
And you miss, the extremes
The extremes, act it out
Practicing
Perfecting
Pressuring
Onto me [x3]

I will wade, in the fire
To explain, your asylum
Idle times, analyzing
We'll compare, all our sightings, come on

I speak, to hear, my voice

Pen Cap Chew lyrics - Nirvana

[x3]
Oh lesser God
Oh loathe me

Oh oh ...

You get you get you get you get to me
Holy is the time its such an easy way to go
You get you get you get you get to be
Hide the struggle in the skin under a fingernail

[x2]
Oh lesser God
Oh loathe me
Oh lesser God
Oh your lonely

Waste your time by saving worthless gullables
Kill a Politician and then wear his clothes
This decade is the age of Re-hashing
Protest and then go to jail for Trespassing
Do you mean insane?

[x3]
Go Home ...

Raunchola / Moby Dick lyrics - Nirvana

("Moby Dick" - originally by Led Zeppelin)

If it's a hard, cold beat
You can go dance every night
You won't get it shown
It won't be missing the spice
You won't know that it hit ya

Nothing'll make you win
Even the law won't fight
Yeah!

Watching to wait, you waiter
You only age your gutters
I got respawned and rised
Seeking to save your garden

We can't go to the day lord's house
We only have your toner
We ordered too many cocktails
Watching the way of the world

Beans lyrics - Nirvana

Beans, beans, beans
Jessie had some beans
He was happy, happy, happy
And he ate some beans

Naked, naked, naked
Sitting cross-legged
Naked, naked, naked
And he was happy, happy, happy
And he ate some beans

Wine, wine, wine
Jessie had some wine
He was happy, happy, happy
And he ate some wine

Beans, beans, beans
Daddy ate some beans
And he drank some wine
And he was happy, happy, happy
As he drank some beans

Don't Want It All lyrics - Nirvana

To hope is admittance
Feed before beginning
Double-sided cynics
Reflected image
Don't be so selfish
Leave in 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
The family circle noose
He had removed us
All the styles of heresy
Finally he appeared unexpectedly
Looking for company

Clean Up Before She Comes lyrics - Nirvana

Clean up before she comes...
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

I must be getting old...
I must be 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...
Clean up before she comes...
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

I must be getting old...
I must be getting older...
I'm starting to eat my vegetables...

Blandest lyrics - Nirvana

You're my favorite
Of my saviours
You're my favorite
Oh no

Yes you're my favorite
Of my favors
You're my razor
Oh no

Hey!
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me when not to be calm (Alt: To remind me what not to become)
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me when not to be calm
Calm, calm, calm

They Hung Him On A Cross lyrics - Nirvana

They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross for me
One day when I was lost
They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross for me

They whooped him up the hill
They whooped him up the hill
They whooped him up the hill for me
One day when I was lost
They hung him on a cross
They whooped him up the hill for me

He never said a mumblin' word
He never said a mumblin' word
He never said a mumblin' word for me
One day when I was lost
They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross for me

They bit him in the side
They bit him in the side
They bit him in the side for me
One day when I was lost
They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross for me

He hung his head and died
He hung his head and died
He hung his head and died for me
One day when I was lost
They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross for me

Ain't It A Shame lyrics - Nirvana

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

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

Ain't it a shame?
Ain't it a shame?
Ain't it a shame?
Ain't it a shame?
Ain't it a shame?
Shame! Shame! Shame!

Token Eastern Song lyrics - Nirvana

I'm not gonna make you croon
Something else is something new
I'm not gonna make you dream
Suicide is something mean
I'm not gonna make you gruel
It's something else, it's something new
I'm not gonna make you through
It's something else, it's something new

Hold it in your gut...

I'm not gonna make you croon
Something sad, something blue
I'm not gonna make you scream
In this hour, it's something mean
I'm not gonna make it through
Something else, it's something new
I'm not gonna make you dream
In this hour, it's something mean

Hold it in your gut...