Track byNirvana
It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing That you're only supposed to use once and then discard Where do you put it In the garbage can my honest friend My shyness pet her flow She's only been five months late even though we haven't had sex for a week A meal a day a meal I say And my heart's made my Somebody else already used the word 'aurora-borealis' She was tied up in chains and Sam had helped her in the freezer She's only five weeks late but I haven't had a date forever Ever ever forever Wish I had more more opportunity More chances to remember some things So I couldn't have so much pressure on my On my on my um ah on my um um head We'd have so much more diversity And so much more input so much more creative flow If we had someone in school a 'GIT' GIT geeks in town Ha Come on Dave think of one Girls with trouble It should be GIC geeks with charvels No GWC fuck man this is a waste of time One more solo Yeahhhhhhhhh Yeaaaahhhhh You're personally responsible for The entire strip to be washed away Cleansed as if gallons of um rubbing alcohol Flowed through the strip and were set on fire It didn't just singe the hair it made it straight And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom And his silk And he he erected a beautiful city A city of stars