Blew If you wouldn't mind I would like to blew If you wouldn't mind I would like to loose If you wouldn't care I would like to leave If you wouldn't mind I would like to breathe Is there another reason for your stain Could you believe who we knew was stress or strain? Here is another word that rhymes with shame If you wouldn't mind I would like to blew If you wouldn't mind I would like to loose If you wouldn't care I would like to leave If you wouldn't mind I would like to breathe (x2) Is there another reason for your stain Could you believe who we knew was stress or strain? Here is another word that rhymes with shame (x8) You could do anything Floyd the Barber Bell on a door ring - come on in (Alt: Hello Cobain - come on in) Floyd observes my hairy chin Sit down in chair don't be afraid Steamed hot towel on my face I was shaved I was shaved I was shamed Barney ties me to the chair I can't see, I'm really scared Floyd breathes hard, I hear the zip Pee-Pee pressed against my lips I was shaved I was shamed I was shamed I sense others in the room Opie, Aunt Bea I presume They take turns and cut me up I die smothered in Andy's Clutch (Live it's "Aunt Bee's muff") I was shamed I was shamed I was shaved About a Girl I need an easy friend I do ... with an ear to lend I do ... think you fit this shoe I do ... won't you have a clue I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night Free I do I'm standing in your line I do ... hope you have the time I do ... pick a number too I do ... keep a date with you I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night Free I need an easy friend I do ... with an ear to lend I do ... think you fit this shoe I do ... won't you have a clue I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night (x2) Free I do ... (x4) School (x4) Won't you believe it It's just my luck (x3) No recess (x4) Won't you believe it It's just my luck (x3) No recess (x8) You're in high school again (x7) No recess Love Buzz Would you believe me when I tell you You are the queen of my heart Please don't deceive me when I hurt you Just ain't the way it seems (x4) Can you feel my love buzz? Would you believe me when I do you You are the queen of my heart Please don't deceive me when I hurt you Just ain't the way it seems (x4) Can you feel my love buzz? Originally by Shocking Blue. Written by Robbie Van Leeuwen. Paper Cuts At feeding time She pushed food through the door And I crawl towards the crack of light Sometimes I can't find my way Newspapers spread around Soaking all that they can A cleaning is due again A good hosing down The lady whom I feel maternal love for Cannot look me in the eyes But I see hers and they are blue And they cock and twist and masturbate! I said so (x3) Nirvana (x6) Black windows of paint I scratched with my nails I see others just like me Why do they not try to escape? They bring out the older ones They point at my way They come with a flash of light (Alt: They come with flashing lights) And take my family away And very later I have learned To accept some friends of ridicule My whole existence is for your amusement And that is why I'm here with you! To take you with me You're right Nirvana (x8) Negative Creep This is out of our reach (x3) and it's grown This is getting to be (x3) drone I'm a negative creep (x3) and I'm stoned! I'm a negative creep (x3) and I'm ... (x2) Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more (x6) This is out of our range (x3) and it's crude This is getting to be (x3) like drone I'm a negative creep (x3) and I'm stoned! I'm a negative creep (x3) and I'm ... (x2) Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more (x6) Fuck! Yeah! Drone! Stoned! Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more (x14) Scoff In my eyes, I'm not lazy In my face, It's not over In your room, I'm not older In your eyes, I'm not worth it Gimme back my alcohol (x7) Heal a million, kill a million (x3) In my eyes, I'm not lazy In my face, It's not over In your room, I'm not older In your eyes, I'm not worth it Gimme back my alcohol (x7) Heal a million, kill a million (x3) In my eyes, I'm not lazy In my face, It's not over In your room, I'm not older In your eyes, I'm not worth it Gimme back my alcohol (x7) Heal a million, kill a million (x3) Swap Meet (x3) They lead a lifetime that is comfortable They travel far to keep their stomachs full They make their living off of arts and crafts The kind with seashells, driftwood and burlap They make a deal when they come to town The Sunday swap meet is a battle ground She loves him more than he will ever know He loves her more than he will ever show -- Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart -- Keeps her photographs close to her heart -- Keeps the bitterness close to the heart Mr. Moustache Fill me in on your new vision Wake me up with indecision Help me trust your mighty wisdom Yes I eat cow - I am not proud. Show me how you question, question Lead the way to my temptations Take my hand and give it cleaning Yes I eat cow - I am not proud. Is he in an easychair? (Alt: Easy in an easy chair) -- Poop as hard as a rock. I don't like you anyway -- Seal it in a box I'm new Now you Fill me in on your new vision Wake me up with indecision Help me trust your mighty wisdom Yes I eat cow - I am not proud. Show me how you question, question Lead the way to my temptations Take my hand and give it cleaning Yes I eat cow - I am not proud. Is he in an easychair? (Alt: Easy in an easy chair) -- Poop as hard as rock. I don't like you anyway -- Seal it in a box (x2) I'm new Now you Sifting Afraid - to grade Wouldn't it be fun? Cross, self loss Wouldn't it be fun? Wet your bed Wouldn't it be fun? Sun felt numb (Alt: Some fear none) Wouldn't it be fun? Your eyes ... Teacher said, Your eyes ... Teacher said, Your eyes ... Teacher said, Preacher said "Don't have nothing for you" (x7) Spell the smell Wouldn't it be fun? Search for a church Wouldn't it be fun? Wet your bed Wouldn't it be fun? Cold in coals Wouldn't it be fun? Your eyes ... Teacher said, Your eyes ... Teacher said, Your eyes ... Preacher said (x2) "Don't have nothing for you" (x7) "Don't have nothing for you" (x9) Big Cheese Big cheese - make me Mine says, "Go [to] the office" Big cheese - make me Mine says, what to say? Black is black, no trading back (Alt: Black is black, straight back) We were enemies Sure you are, but what am i? We were enemies Big lies - make mine Mine says "Go [to] the office" Big cheese - make me Message? What is it? Black is black, no trading back (Alt: Black is black, straight back) We were enemies She eats glue, how 'bout you? (Alt: She eats glue, how are you?) Big cheese - make me Mine says "Go [to] the office" Big cheese - make me Message? What is it? (Alt: Message? Wonder lies)(Alt 2: Message? What's the code) Black is black, no trading back (Alt: Black is black, straight back) We were enemies She is glue, how are you? (Alt: She eats glue, how are you?) Black is black, no trading back (Alt: Black is black, straight back) We were enemies Sure you are, but what am i? We were enemies She is glue, how are you? (Alt: She eats glue, how are you?) We were enemies Sure you are, but what am i? It is fairly difficult to get the exact correct lyrics for this song ... Downer Portray sincerity Act out of loyalty Defending your country Wish away the pain Hand out lobotomies To save little families Surrealistic fantasy Bland boring plain Hold me down in restitution Living out your date with fusion Is the whole fleece shun in master? Don't feel guilty, master writing Somebody said that they're not much like I am, I know I can Make enough of the words for you to go along and sing your song Slippery pessimist hypocrite master Conservative communist apocalyptic bastard Thank you dear God for putting me on this Earth I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst! Hold me down in restitution Living out your date with fusion Is the whole fleece shun in master? Don't feel guilty, master writing Somebody said that they're not much like I am, I know I can Make enough of the words for you to go along and sing your song Most songs lyrics by Kurt Cobain/Music by Nirvana. Published © 1987-1994 Virgin Songs, Inc./The End of Music. All rights controlled and administered by Virgin Songs, Inc. BMI international copyright secured lyrics. Intended for personal use only. May not be distributed. Reprinted without permission. All rights reserved.