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All lyrics by Kurt Cobain and Nirvana unless otherwise noted.
Unplugged in NY
Come As You Are

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 an old memoria

Come dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria

And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun

Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A Sunbeam

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 have 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.

The Man Who Sold The World

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 some 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 gazley stare, we must have million here
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

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 enternally

I'm so tired I can't sleep
I'm anemic royalty
I'm a liar and a theif
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 ane-many royalty
I'm anemic royaltea

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
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 have a hangover...Have a hangover

Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up

I think I'm dumb

Polly

Polly wants a cracker
Think I should get off her first
Think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch

Isn't me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Help myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Help myself

Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
Asked me to untie her
[A] chase would be nice for a few

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

On A Plain

I'll start this off without any words
I got so high scratched 'til I bled

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'm on a plain
I can't complain

My brother died every night
It's safe to say [don't] quote me on that

The black sheep got blackmailed again
Forgot to put, on the zip code

Somewhere I have heard this before
In a dream my memory's 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 don't make sense

One more special message to go
And then I'm done then I can go home

Something In The Way

Underneath the bridge
Tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
And I'm livin off of grass
And the drippings from the ceiling
It's ok to eat fish
Cause they don't have any feelin

Something in the way

Plateau

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
Beautify the foothills [and] shake the many hands

Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop
And an illustrated book about birds
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

Many-a hands began to scan around for the next plateau
Some say it was Greenland and some say Mexico
Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood
Those were all just guesses, would help you if they could

Oh, Me

If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelin
I would lose my soul
The way I do
I don't have to think
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
Stored deep inside me

Lake Of Fire

Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
[They] go to a lake of fire and fry
[Won't] see 'em again till the fourth of July

I knew a lady who came from Duluth
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

People cry people moan
Look for a dry place to call their home
Try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils
Try to make them their own

All Apologies

What else should I be
All apologies
What else should I say
Everyone is gay
What else should 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
Married
Buried

I wish I was like you
Easily amused
Find my nest of salt
Everything is my fault
I will call the blame
Aqua seafoam shame
Sunburn with freezerburn
Chokin on the ashes of her enemy
All in all is all we are

Where Did You Sleep Last Night

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 will shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm goin where the cold wind blows

Her husband was a hard workin man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in the driving wheel
But his body never was found