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Outcesticide: In Memory of Kurt Cobain Outcesticide: In Memory of Kurt Cobain
If You Must [Reciprocal Studio session, Seattle WA, 1/23/88] I can read, I can write I can breathe, proven fact Bless my greed, greased unfold Is it me, or my ego Write some words, make them rhyme Pieces for, story line Set the mood, something new Is it me, or my attitude If you want, to belong And you miss, the extremes The extremes, acted out Practicing Perfecting Pressuring Unto to me 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 Downer [Reciprocal Studio session, Seattle WA, 1/23/88] Portray sincerity, act out of loyalty Defend your country, wish away pain Hand out lobotomies to save little families Surrealistic fantasy, flamboyant pain Hold me down in restitution Living out your date with fusion Is the whole fleece shun in bastard? Don't feel guilty, master writing Someone said their not much like I am I know I can make up enough words For you to follow along I sink and then some 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 bastard? Don't feel guilty, master writing Someone said their not much like I am I know I can make up enough words For you to follow along I sink and then some Floyd the Barber [Reciprocal Studio session, Seattle WA, 1/23/88] Hello, dear boy, come on in Floyd observes my hairy chin Sit down (in the) chair, don't be afraid Stained 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 a zip Pee pee pressed against my lips I was shamed 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 I was shamed I was shaved I was shamed Paper Cuts [Reciprocal Studio session, Seattle WA, 1/23/88] When I'm feeling tired She pushes food through the door I crawl towards the cracks 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 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 IIIIIIIII, I said so, I say so, I say so Nirvana (6x) Black windows of paint I scratch with my nails I see others just like me Why do they not try to escape? They bring out the older ones They point in my way They come with a flash of light And take my family away (chorus) And very lately I have learned to Accept some friends of ridicule My whole existence is for your amusement And that is why I'm here for you To take me away to Nirvana (6x) Spank Thru [Reciprocal Studio session, Seattle WA, 1/23/88] This song is for lovers out there And the little light in the trees And the flowers have gingivitus And the birds fly happily We'll be together once again my love I'll get you back, oh baby baby I can't explain just why We lost it from the start Cause living without you girl You'll only break my heart I can feel it I can hold it I can mend it I can shape it I can mold it I can cut it I can paste it I can spank it Beat it, while you waited I've been looking for day glow Always hearing the same old Silly woman, be faithful I can make it do things you wouldn't think it ever could (repeat all) Beeswax [Reciprocal Studio session, Seattle WA, 1/23/88] Why doesn't she need him for a father? Not only made us, but I can thrive off his shit Goring my manhood turns a man off Like Pepe LePew would hey Hey, hey, hey, then we clash I got my diddly spayed (3x) I got my diddly She laughs about it (Shrinking) infections if the wind blows just right Jacking themselves off polyester I wanna jump, this isn't right Hey, when am I getting it back? (chorus) I don't know why I got a joke too silly to say Don't touch the balls I got a dick, dick hear my fucking hate (chorus) If your world is getting ugly Fiberglass insulation has given us cotton candy Sunning down to save El Rancho Ovulate Freely kill him, made it wrong Bill has brought me down in idle Billy Slim reminds me of someone I'm sick of being on this Love Boat Tony and Tenille just wanna jump rope And I say, look I got my diddly spayed I got a little tail I got my diddly spayed I got my diddly spayed Ahhhhhh I got no balls Don't throw that ball I got a huh, huh When ya gonna learn? (chorus) Pen Cap Chew [Reciprocal Studio session, Seattle WA, 1/23/88] Mmmm, lies again Mmmm, lies (x3) Mmmm, mmmm You go, you give, you get, you get to me All the years of tyrants such an easy way to go You go, you give, you get, you get to me Time to struggle and the scaling of fingernails Mmmm, lies again Mmmm, lies (x3) Mmmm, mmmm You're lonely Waste your time by saying he was gullible Give up all additions in there where it's cold Push that gate, it is the age of red eye shame Protest swine, go to jail, the travesty Two minutes slow...slow...slow...oh Blandest [Reciprocal Studio session, Seattle WA, 6/11/89] You're my favorite Of my saviors 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 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 Polly (aka: Cracker) [homemade 4-track demo, 87/88] Polly wants a cracker She'd like me to get off her first Maybe she wants some water To put out the blow torch Isn't me, we have some seed Let me clip your dirty wings Let's take a ride, don't 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 few Isn't me, we have some seed Let me clip your dirty wings Let me take a ride, cut yourself Want some help, please myself Isn't me, have some seed Let me clip, dirty wings Take a ride, cut yourself Want some help, please myself Polly, polly said Polly says her back hurts She's just as bored as me She caught me off my guard It amazes me the will of instinct Wasn't me, have some seed Let me clip, dirty wings Let's take a ride, cut yourself Want some help, please myself Got some rope, need some rope Promise you, have been true It's up to me, up to me It's up to mend, dirty wings Want some my help, start to fade Give you ride... Misery Loves Company (aka: Sad; Seed?) [homemade 4-track demo, 87/88] To hope is admittance Feed before beginning Double-sided cynics Reflected image Don't be so selfish Leaving the image Follow you far to find where you are You have it all, don't want at all Never finished his sentence Remained in seclusion For next few days Family circling He had removed of All the styles of heresy He appeared unexpectedly Looking for company Sappy (aka: Sad) [homemade 4-track demo, 87/88] And if you say your prayers, you will make God happy And if you do what's true, you will make me happy I'll keep you in a jar, and you will seem happy I'll give you breathing holes, you will think you're happy Now You're in a laundry room And if you save yourself, you will make him happy They'll bring you fine rewards, and you will feel happy He'll keep you in a room, I'm sure you'll be happy And if you save your soul, you will think you're happy Do You Love Me? [Evergreen State University session, Olympia WA, 6/89] You really like my limousine You like the way the wheels roll You like my seven inch leather heels And goin' to all of the shows But... Do you love me? Really love me? Do you love me? You like the credit cards and private planes Money can really take you far You like the hotels and fancy clothes And the sound of electric guitars (chourus) You really like rock 'n' roll All of the fame and the masquerade You like the concerts and studios And all the moeny honey that I make (chourus) Your backstage pass and black sunglasses Make you look just like a queen Even the fans they know your face From all of the magazines (chourus+ heckling) Been a Son [Blew EP sessions, 9/89] 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 (4x) 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 (4x) (chorus, verse 1, chorus) Junkyard (aka: Token Eastern Song) [live at Dutchess of York House, Leeds England, 10/25/89] I'm long gone from vertical, somewhere south is stopping me I'm long gone from the american dream, you may decide it's not for me I'm long gone but I'll let you through, you may decide it's not for you. I'm long gone but I'll let you through, you may decide there's nothing there Born in a junkyard I'm long gone but I'll let you through, you may decide that it's not good I'm long gone but I'll let you leave, you may decide on stopping me I'm long gone but I'll let you through, you may decide it's not that good I'm long gone but I'll let you leave, you may decide on stopping me. Born in a junkyard Gone Opinion [live for "Boy Meets Girl" radio show, WA KAOS FM, Olympia WA, 9/25/90] [note: Kurt Cobain solo] Congratulations you have won It's a years subscription of bad puns. And it makes your story our concern And you set it up for returns My opinions. Mmm. Mmm. (4x) And there seems to be a problem here. Your state of emotion seems to clear. You rise and fall like wall street stock And they had an affect on our happy talk. Our opinions. Mmm. Mmm. (2x) My opinions. Mmm. Mmm. (2x) Congratulations you have won It's a years subscription of bad puns. And it makes your story our concern And you set it up for returns Our opinions. Mmm. Mmm. Your opinions. Mmm. Mmm. (3x) My opinions. Mmm. Mmm. D-7 [Maide Vale Studio session, London England, 10/21/90] Straight as an arrow Defect,defect Not straight, not so straight Reject,reject Towards anti-social Solo, solo Standing on the stairs Cold, cold morning Ghostly image of fear Mayday, mayday Gonna leave this region They'll take me with them Dimension seven Immodium (aka:Breed) [Smart Studio session, Madison WI, 4/90] I don't care, I don't care, I don't care if I'm old I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind if I don't have (?) Get away, get away, get away from you home I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind-- Even if you have Even if you need I don't even care We could have all three We could plant a house We could build a tree I don't even care We could have all three- She said (8x) Get away, get away, get away from you home I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind if I don't have (?) Get away, get away, get away from you home I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind-- (chourus) Pay to Play [Smart Studio session, Madison WI, 4/90] Monkey see, monkey do (I don't know why I) Walk around, follow you (I don't know why I) Throw it out, keep it in (I don't know why I) Have to have poison skin (I don't know why I) Pay Pay to play (x3) Walk an inch, take a mile (I don't know why I) Never faded, never smiled (I don't know why I) Never mind, eat and run (I don't know why I) Broke your ass, for the fun (I don't know why I) (chourus, verse 1) I don't know why I I don't know why I (chourus) Pay to play (x8) Sappy [Smart Studio session, Madison WI, 4/90] And if you say your prayers, you will make God happy And if you do what's true, you will make me happy I'll keep you in a jar, and you will seem happy I'll give you breathing holes, you will think you're happy Now You're in a laundry room And if you save yourself, you will make him happy They'll bring you fine rewards, and you will feel happy He'll keep you in a room, I'm sure you'll be happy And if you save your soul, you will think you're happy Here She Comes Now [Smart Studio session, Madison WI, 4/90] Now, if she ever comes now now Now, if she ever comes now now If she ever comes now Oh, oh, she looks so good Oh, oh, she's made out of wood She says so (repeat) Where Did You Sleep Last Night? [live for "2 Metere Sessie" radio show, VARA-FM, Holland, 11/24/91] 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 never shines I would shiv' the whole night through Her husband was a hard working man Two miles and a half from here His head was found in a driving wheel And 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 never shines I would shiv' the whole night through Shiver for me now My girl, my girl, where will you go I'm going where the cold winds blow In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don't ever shine I would shiv' the whole night through Return of the Rat [Laundry Room studio session, Seattle WA, 4/92] You better watch out You better beware They're coming from all sides of the country You better beware Return of the rat Return of the rat Return of the rat Oh, no, no, no Return of the rat Return of the rat Return of the rat Oh, no, no, no, no, no (cough) They better confess Well, they better confess I know, I seen them do it They better confess (chourus) Talk to Me [live at Sala Verdi, Trieste Italy, 11/16/91] Shake it down easy, shake it down sleazy, come on Shake it down easy, shake yourself, Suzy, come on Don't let me detain you Try to ride along Don't you lie, knowing I am not sad I am not silly I am not chippin' I am not chippin' away Talk to me In your own language, please In your own Talk to me In your own language please Shake it down easy, make it sound seamy, doll man Make it sound now, make it full house, sad man Leader of the band Makes a mental hell I won't weather it well Well I never Saw it with my arm Paint it with my heart Paint it with my eyes and make it right (chourus) Lay down easy, lay it down seamy, sad man Lay down easy, lay it down seamy, sad man You don't want to hear this Nothin' but a whore I will play the leader With pain Now you know I'm needy Lay them down easy Lay them down easy Talk to me In your own language please
All lyrics (unless otherwise noted) written by Kurt Cobain and published by The End Of Music, BMI.
Lyrics as heard by K Corrigan and B Peterson. Song infomation thanks to Bjorn Magnusson. Transcribed exclusively for Obituary Birthday and your personal use.

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