BlewBLEACH
Is
there another reason for your stain
Could
you believe who we knew stress or strain?
Here
is another word that rhymes with shame
You
could do anything
Floyd
the Barber
Bell
on a door ring, "Come on in."
Floyd
observes my hairy chin
Sit
down in the chair don't be afraid
Steamed
hot towel on my face
I
was shaved
I
was shaved
I
was shamed
Barney
ties me to a chair
I
can't see I'm really scared
Floyd
breathes hard, I hear a zip
Pee-pee
pressed against my lips
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
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
Free
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
School
Won't
you believe it
It's
just my luck
No recess
You're
in high school again
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
Can
you feel my love buzz?
Paper
Cuts
At
my feeding time
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 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
Nirvana
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 at my way
They
come with the 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!
Ow...to
take you with me...
Your
right
Nirvana
Negative
Creep
This
is out of our range... and it's grown
This
is getting to be... droan
I'm
a negative creep and I'm stoned
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Yeah!
Droan! Stoned!
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
Give me all your... (live: Still a failure)
Give
me your
Love
Fuck
Swap
Meet
They
need a lifestyle that is comfortable
They
travel far to keep their stomachs full
They
make a 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
(They)
keep(s) 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
As
I eat cow I am not proud
Easy
in an easychair
Poop
as hard as rock
I
don't like you anyway
Silly
little fucks ( Seal it in a box)
I'm new
I'm
who? (Damn you)
I'm
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?
Some
fear none
Wouldn't
it be fun?
Your
eyes... Teacher said
Your
eyes... Preacher said
Don't have nothing for you
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
and coals
Wouldn't
it be fun?
Big
Cheese
Big
cheese Make me
Mine
says, "Go to the office"
Big
cheese Make me
Mine
says, "What'd it (I) say?" (live: Bloody Hell)
Black
is black, straight back
Need
more enemies
Show
you all what a man is
Big
lies Make my
Mine
says, "Go to the office"
Big
cheese Make me
Message?
What is it?
Black
is black, straight back
Need
more enemies
She
is glue how are you? (glue = good)
Ohhhhh,
nice, (night) (right)
Downer
Butchered
sincerity, act out of loyalty
Defend
your true country, wish away pain
Hand
out lobotomies, to save little families
Surrealistic
fantasy, bland, boring, 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
Somebody
says that they are not much like I am
I
know I can make enough words for you to follow along
I
sing your song
Sickening
pessimists, hypocrite master
Conservative
communists, apocalyptic bastards
Thank
you, dear God for putting me on this Earth
I
feel very privileged in debt for my thirst