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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:52:22 GMT -5
About A Girl Band: Nirvana Albums: Bleach | Unplugged In New York | Nirvana
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.
[Chorus] I'll take advantage while. You hang me out to dry. But I can't see you every night, free.
I standing in your line. I do hope you have the time. I do pick a number too. I do keep a date with you.
[Chorus]...
[Solo]...
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. No I can't see you every night, free. I do. [x4]
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:52:41 GMT -5
Come As You Are Band: Nirvana Albums: Nevermind | Unplugged In New York | Nirvana
Come, as you are. As you were. As I want you to be. As a friend. As a friend. As an old enemy. Take your time. Hurry up. The choice is yours. Don't be late. Take a rest. As a friend. As a old memory, memory, memory, memory.
Come. Dowsed in mud. Soaked in bleach. As I want you to be. As a trend. As a friend. As an old memory, memory, memory, memory.
And I swear that I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun.
Memory, memory, memory, memory (don't have a gun).
And I swear that I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun. Memory, memory…
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:53:09 GMT -5
Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A Sunbeam Band: Nirvana Album: Unplugged In New York
Jesus, don't want me for a sunbeam Sunbeams are never made like me
Don't expect me to cry, For all the reasons you had to die Don't ever ask your love of me
Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me
Jesus, don't want me for a sunbeam Sunbeams are never made like me
Don't expect me to cry, For all the reasons you had to die Don't ever ask your love of me
(x2) Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me
Jesus, don't want me for a sunbeam Sunbeams are never made like me Don't expect me to cry, For all the reasons you had to die Don't ever ask your love of me
Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me
Originally by The Vaselines.
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:53:28 GMT -5
The Man Who Sold The World Band: Nirvana Albums: Unplugged In New York | Nirvana
We passed upon the stair We spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there He said I was his friend Which came as a surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone A long long time ago
Oh no, not me We never lost control You're face to face With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand And made my way back home I searched for form and land For years and years I roamed I gazed a gazeless stare At all the millions here I must have died alone (Alt: I must have died along) A long, long time ago
(x2) Who knows? Not me We never lost control You're face to face With the Man who Sold the World
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:54:36 GMT -5
Pennyroyal Tea Band: Nirvana Albums: In Utero | Unplugged In New York | Nirvana
I'm on my time with everyone I have very bad posture Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me Sit and drink Pennyroyal tea I'm anemic royalty Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld So I can sigh enternally I'm so tired I can't sleep I'm a liar and a thief
Sit and drink pennyroyal Tea I'm anemic royalty I'm on warm milk and laxatives Cherry-flavored antacids
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:55:20 GMT -5
Dumb Band: Nirvana Albums: In Utero | Unplugged In New York | Nirvana
I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light The day is done But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb or maybe just happy Think I'm just happy my heart is broke But I have some glue help me inhale And mend it with you We'll float around] And hang out on clouds Then we'll come down And I have a hangover... Have a hangover
Skin the sun Falkl asleep Wish away The soul is cheap Lesson learned Wish me luck Soothe the burn Wake me up
I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light The day is done But I'm having fun
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:55:38 GMT -5
Polly Band: Nirvana Albums: Nevermind | From The Muddy Banks Of The Whishkah | Unplugged In New York
Polly wants a cracker. Think I should get off her first. I think she wants some water. To put out the blow torch. It isn't me.
[Chorus] We have some seed. Let me clip. Your dirty wings. Let me take ride. Don't hurt yourself. I want some help. To help myself. I've got some rope. You have been told. I promise you. I have been true. Let me take a ride. Don't hurt yourself. I want some help. To help myself.
Polly wants a cracker. Maybe she would like more food. She asks me to untie her. A chase would be nice for a few.
[Chours]...
Polly says her back hurts. And she's just as bored as me. She caugh me off my guard. It amazes me, the will of instinct.
[Chorus]…
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:56:07 GMT -5
On A Plain Band: Nirvana Albums: Nevermind | Unplugged In New York
I'll start this off Without any words I got so high that I scratched 'til I bled
Love myself Better than you I know it's wrong So what should I do?
The finest day That I ever had Was when I learned To cry on command
Love myself Better than you I know it's wrong So what should I do?
I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain
My mother died Every night It's safe to say Don't quote me on that
Love myself Better than you I know it's wrong So what should I do?
The black sheep got Blackmailed again Forgot to put On the zip code
Love myself Better than you I know it's wrong So what should I do?
I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain
Somewhere I have heard this before In a dream my memory has stored As defense I'm neutered and spayed What the hell am I trying to say?
It is now time To make it unclear To write off lines That don't make a sense
Love myself Better than you I know it's wrong So what should I do?
One more special Message to go And then I'm done And I can go home
Love myself Better than you I know it's wrong So what should I do?
I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on aplain I can't complain
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:56:29 GMT -5
Something In The Way Band: Nirvana Albums: Nevermind | Unplugged In New York
Underneath the bridge The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from the ceiling But it's ok to eat fish Cause they haven't any feelings
Something in the way Ummmmm Something in the way, yea Ummmmm Something in the way Ummmmm Something in the way, yea Ummmmm Something in the way Ummmmm Something in the way, yea Ummmmm
Underneath the bridge The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from the ceiling But it's ok to eat fish Cause they haven't any feelings
Something in the way Ummmmm Something in the way, yea Ummmmm Something in the way Ummmmm Something in the way, yea Ummmmm Something in the way Ummmmm Something in the way, yea Ummmmm Something in the way Ummmmm Something in the way, yea Ummmmm Something in the way Ummmmm Something in the way, yea Ummmmm
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:56:52 GMT -5
Plateau Band: Nirvana Album: Unplugged In New York
Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands
The nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words
When you've finished with the mop then you can stop And look at what you've done The plateau's clean, no dirt to be seen And the work it was fun
The nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words
Well the many hands began to scan around for the next plateau Some said it was in Greenland and some say Mexico Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood But those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could
Originally by the Meat Puppets
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:57:18 GMT -5
Oh, Me Band: Nirvana Album: Unplugged In New York
If I had to lose a mile If I had to touch feelings I would lose my soul The way I do
I don't have to think I only have to do it The results are always perfect And that's old news
Would you like to hear my voice Sprinkled with emotion Invented at your birth?
I can't see the end of me My whole expanse I cannot see I formulate infinity Stored deep inside me
If I had to lose a mile If I had to touch feelings I would lose my soul The way I do
I don't have to think I only have to do it The results are always perfect And that's old news
Would you like to hear my voice Sprinkled with emotion Invented at your birth?
I can't see the end of me My whole expanse I cannot see
(x2) I formulate infinity Stored deep inside me
Originally by the Meat Puppets
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:57:38 GMT -5
Lake Of Fire (Featuring Curt Kirkwood) Band: Nirvana Album: Unplugged In New York
Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to the lake of fire and fry Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave just a little too soon And she flew away howling on the yellow moon
Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go down to the lake of fire and fry Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July
Now the people cry and the people moan And they look for a dry place to call their home And try to find some place to rest their bones While the angels and the devils try to make them their own
Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go down to the lake of fire and fry Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July
Originally by the Meat Puppets
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Post by Dale The Great! on Dec 13, 2003 13:58:03 GMT -5
Where Did You Sleep Last Night (In The Pines) Band: Nirvana Album: Unplugged In New York
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through
Her husband, was a hard working man Just about a mile from here His head was found in a driving wheel But his body never was found
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through
Originally by Ledbelly. Written by Huddie Ledbetter.
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