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Unplugged In New York
Kurt Cobain: "Good evening. This is off our first record... most people don't own it." About a Girl I need an easy friend I do, with an ear to lend I do, think you fit this shoe I do, but you have a clue I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night For free And 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 take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night For free And I do Come As You Are Come as you are, as you were As I want you to be As a friend, as a threat, as an old enemy Take your time, hurry up The choice is yours, don't be late Take a rest as a friend as an old memoria Memoria (4x) Come dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach As I want you to be As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria Memoria (4x) And I swear that I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun (3x) Memoria (4x) And I swear that I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun (3x) Memoria (4x) Kurt: "This was written by the Vaselines. Well, it's a rendition of an um, old Christian song I think. But we do it the Vaselines way." Jesus Doesn't Want Me For a Sunbeam (cover:The Vaselines) Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam Sunbeams are not 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 thee (repeat) Kurt:"I guarentee you I will screw this song up, so..." Dave Grohl:"What song is it?" Krist Novoselic:"But you know which part." Dave:"What?" Kurt:"Yeah, well, at least I know which part I'll screw up..." Dave:"Oh." Pat Smear:"It's like..." Dave:"Yeah, like he only screws one up." Kurt:"hmph." The Man Who Sold the World (cover:David Bowie) We passed apon the stairs And spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there I said I was his friend Which came as a suprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone A long long time ago Oh, no, not me, we never lost control Your face to face With the man who sold the world I laughed and shook his hand And made my way back home I searched a foreign land For years and years I roamed I gazed a gazeless stare With multi-millionares I must have died alone A long long time ago Who knows, not me, I never lost control You're face to face With the man who sold the world Who knows, not me, we never lost control You're face to face With the man who sold the world Kurt:"That was a David Bowie song..." Krist:"What's next?" Dave:"That was the first time...you didn't..." Kurt:"I didn't screw it up, did I?" Dave:"No." Kurt:"OK, here's another one I could screw up... Am I going to do this by myself?" Pat:"Yeah, do it by yourself" Dave:"Do it by yourself" Kurt:"Well, I think I'll try it in a different key. I'll try it in a normal key, and if it sounds bad, then these people are just going to have to wait." Pennyroyal Tea 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 eternally I'm so tired I can't sleep I'm anemic royalty I'm a liar and a thief I'm anemic royalty I'm on warm milk and laxatives Cherry flavored antacids Sit and drink pennyroyal tea Distill the life that's inside of me I'm anem-ennyroyal tea I'm anemic royalty Krist:"That sounded good." Kurt:"Shut up." Dumb 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, can I have some glue Help me inhale, I'll mend it with you We'll float around, hang out on clouds And then we'll come down And have a hangover Have a hangover... Skin the sun Fall asleep Wish away 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 (chourus) I think I'm dumb (repeat) Polly Polly wants a cracker I think I should get off her first I think she wants some water To put out the blow torch Is it me, have some seed Let me clip, your dirty wings Let me take a ride Hurt yourself Want some help, to help myself Got some rope, have been told I promise you, heaven 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 Asks me to untie her A chase would be nice for a few (chorus) 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 (chorus) On a Plain I'll start this off without any words I got so high, I scratched till I bled I love myself better than you I know it's wrong, so what should I do? The finest day that I've ever had Was when I learned to cry on command I 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 brother died every night It's safe to say, don't quote me on that I love myself better than you I know it's wrong, so what should I do? The black sheep got black-mailed again Forgot to put on the zip code I 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 is 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 sense I love myself better than you I know it's wrong, so what should I do? One more special message to go And then Iím done, and I can go home I love myself better than you I know it's wrong, what should I do? I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain And I can't complain I'm on a plain Something In the Way 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 'cuz they don't have any feelings Something in the way (repeat) Kurt:"Thank you. I only have three cups of tea already, but thank you. What are they tuning, a harp? I thought we were a big rich rock band, we should have a whole bunch of extra guitars." Krist:"Don't tell that to the IRS." Curt Kirkwood:"Do I need to sit here? What the heck's that thing?" Plataeu (cover:The Meatpuppets) 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 Shake the many hands There's nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You'll see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you've got words When you finish 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 (chorus) Many a hands now scan around for the next plateau Some say it was Greenland, some say Mexico Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood But those are all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could (chorus) Krist:"That's Curt, and that's Cris." Curt:"No, no, I'm Curt, and that's Cris." Cris Kirkwood:"No, I'm Thing One, and that's Thing Two." Kurt:"Cover your hair in your eyes then. Ok, this is called 'Oh Me'" somebody:"Oh!" Oh Me (cover:The Meatpuppets) If I had to lose a mile, if I had to touch feeling 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, but 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 Formulate infinity Store it deep in side of me (repeat) Kurt:"One more. This is called 'Lake Of Fire'. All these songs are off their second record." Lake of Fire (cover:The Meatpuppets) Where do bad folks go when they die? Don't go the heaven where the angels fly Go to a lake of fire and fry Don't see them again till the Fourth Of July I knew a lady who came from Deluth Got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave just a little too soon Flew and lay down on the yellow moon Where do bad folks go when they die? Don't go the heaven where the angels fly Go to a lake of fire and fry Don't see them again till the Fourth Of July People cry and people moan Look for a dry place to call their home Try to find a place to rest their bones While the angels and the devils try to make their own Where do bad folks go when they die? Don't go the heaven where the angels fly Go to a lake of fire and fry Don't see them again till the Fourth Of July Cris:"Thank you, thank you kindly" Curt:"Thank you." (unitelligible scream) Kurt:"That was the Meatpuppets." All Apologies What else should I be All apologies What else should I say Everyone is gay What else could I write I don't have the right What else should I be All apologies In the sun In the sun I feel as one In the sun In the sun I'm married Buried I wish I was like you Easily amused Find my nest of salt Everything is my fault I'll take all the blame Aqua seafoam shame Sunburn with freezerburn Choking on the ashes of her enemy (chorus) All alone is all we are Kurt:"This was written by my favorite preformer, our favorite preformer, isn't it? All of ours, we like him the best?" Krist:"Oh. We're passing around a donation basket, 'cuz Kurt wants to buy Ledbelly's guitar." Kurt:"Oh, yeah. This guy representing the Ledbelly estate tried to sell me Ledbelly's guitar for five hundred thousand dollars. Yeah, I even asked David Geffen personally if he'd buy it for me, but he wouldn't do it." Where Did You Sleep Last Night (cover:Huddie Ledbetter) 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, the pines, the sun, the shine I would shiver... the whole night through Kurt:"Thank You."
All lyrics written by Kurt Cobain and published by The End Of Music BMI/EMI Virgin Songs Inc, except:
Lyrics as heard by K Corrigan, transcribed exclusively for Obituary Birthday and your personal use.

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