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Liricas Boxset de Nirvana - Disco 1
» Boxset de Nirvana - With the lights Out
El Boxset de Nirvana fue lanzado en Noviembre del 2004 con nuevo material de Nirvana.El Boxset esta formado por 3 Cds de audio y un DVD (ver tambien DVD's de Nirvana)
Canciones: El boxset contiene canciones,tanto oficiales como rarezas,como: Even in his youth, Polly, If You must, Floyd the Barber y muchas mas!
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Heartbreaker
Hey fellas, have you heard the news?
You know that Annie’s back in town?
It won’t take long just watch and see
How the fellas lay their money down
Her style is new but the face is the same
As it was so long ago
But from her eyes....
Anorexorcist
Look your legs are ashes
Charred into a special
Don't make noise, you' break
Your legs are eyes and all
You're right
I was your incompetant
Man just read the furies
Special time but you can't
Make too much of him
Gray
Ahhhh
Ohhhh
I was yours and closer
Your were them in New York
Got me in, to enter
See your legs are in your legs
I was your end dancer
More than all I wish you
Got me under with the
Nice, nice, nice religious man
Ahhhh
Ohhhh
White Lace and Strange
That is the way you want it
You wanted it to be the way you like it
I`m no lover
We wanted you to see it the way you wanted
It's all right
I could be crazy
But I could be human
I never wanted to open your eyes
I could be crazy
but I could be human
I never wanted to
I`m no lover
You wanted to be living up in the air, yeah
I`m no lover
But please let go of the human
That`s me
Help Me, I'm Hungry
"That's it"
Until my tensions
Feed me, I'm fucking hungry
Degrade me
I want my gun back
Like the fucking resume
Experience credentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Sitting inside
And you get sicker than another little pecker
Than a Blasphemy
Hold me, I'm so pathetic
And study, all the sudden
Baby, suddenly find her
Daddy, exploring only
Like the fucking resume
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Sitting inside
And you get sicker than another little pecker
Burn me
It's to potentially grade me
I'm fucking hungry
Feed me, the wells of comfort
Exzume me
I want my complex back
A wicked man
Picked off the scabs and fed them
To the pigeons
Help him, he is so cornered
Kill him, your mercy whore will
Lights are fucking around with me
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Really inside
And you get sicker than ahhhhhhh
Help me, fucking hoses
Help me, until my tensions
Graise me, I'm really hungry
To gravy, I want my complex back
"Thank you and, good night"
Mrs. Butterworth
Your life is shit
Shit
Your life is over
Bull
Your life is mine
Cry
Your life is hell
Hell
I'm gonna die
Dying with you just
I'm going to die
To wear my libido
I'm gonna try
To find it with you just
I'm gonna try
Do what they say
Your life is shit
Shit
Your life is strange
And insane
Your life is not the size of crap
Your life is now
Now
I'm gonna die
Dying with you just
I'm going to hell
Without my libido
I'm gonna try
To find it with you just
I'm going to hell
Without my libido
I'm gonna die
Dying with you just
I'm going to hell
Without my libido
I'm gonna try
To find it with you just
I'm gonna die
Do what they say
Your life is shit
"I'm gonna open myself up a flea market
I'm gonna open myself up a flea market
And you're gonna wish that you did
And retire on the profits
First off
I'm gonna empty out all of my Mrs. Butterworth jars
And I'm gonna put 'em on a shelf with my 800 dollar a month tax free Century 21 shop
And then I am going to put my Mrs. Butterworth syrup jars on the shelf
Next to all the commemorative fast food chain glasses and cups
I've accumulated over the past 62 years
Then I'm going to get some plywood
I'm going to get some plywood and cut them up into two by two piece squares
Then I'm going to get some burlap and I'm going to cut them
into two by two piece squares and then I'm going to put them
onto the pieces of plywood
And then I'm going to go to the beach
I'm going to go to the beach and
I'm gonna collect some shells and driftwood
And then I'm going to take the shells
and driftwood and glue them onto the plywood and burlap
And sell em for lots of money
People will be paying top dollar for my kids
new used new toys and clothing
Then maybe someday I can get rid of that
piss stained mattress I've been sleeping on..."
If You Must
I can read, I can write
I can breed, proven plight
Nurse my greed, crease infold
Is it me, or my ego
Write some words, make them rhyme
Thesis or story line
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my attitude
If you want to put off an image
The extremes, the extremes
Act it out
Practicing
Perfecting
Pressuring
Onto me
I will wade in the fire
To explain your asylum
Idle times, analyzing
We'll compare all our sightings
You must
I speak to hear my voice
Pen Cap Chew
*gulp gulp*
Oh, lesser God
Oh
You get, you get, you get, you get to me
Holy is the time its such an easy way to go
You get you get you get you get to be
Hide the struggle in the skin under a fingernail
Oh, lesser God
Oh
Oh, your lonely
Waste your time by saving worthless gullables
Kill a politician and then wear his clothes
This decade is the age of re-hashing
Protest and then go to jail for trespassing
Throw me inside
Oh
Downer
Portray sincerity
Act out of loyalty
Defend your free country
Wish away pain
Hand out lobotomies
To save little families
Surrealistic fantasy
Bland boring plain
Hold me now in restitution
Living out your date with fusion
In our whole fleece shun in bastard
Don't feel guilty, master writing
Somebody said that they're not much like I am
I know I can
Make enough up the words
You go along
I sing then some
Sickening 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
Downer
Portray sincerity
Act out of loyalty
Defend your free country
Wish away pain
Hand out lobotomies
To save little families
Surrealistic fantasy
Bland boring plain
Hold me now in restitution
Living out your date with fusion
In our whole fleece shun in bastard
Don't feel guilty, master writing
Somebody said that they're not much like I am
I know I can
Make enough up the words
You go along
I sing then some
Sickening 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
Floyd The Barber
Bell on door clanks come on in
Floyd observes my hairy chin
Sit down chair don't be afraid
Steamed hot towel on my face
I was shaved
I was shamed
I was shaved
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 shaved
I was shamed
I was shaved
I sense others in the room
Opey Aunt Bea I presume
They take turns and cut me up
I died smothered in Andy's butt
I was shamed
I was shamed
I was shaved
Raunchola
This is a hard, cold beat
You can go dance if you like
You won't get in trouble
And the tea has some spice
You wanna know it hits ya
You can make, have some fun
Watching them make you away
Up on the wall you won't
Aaaaah
What's in the wait, your waiter
We only ate your garnish
I ordered spam and rice
In this to say you're fired
We dance on the table tops
We only had your daughter
We ordered too many cocktails
What's in the way you love
Beans
"I don't like you
And I'm gonna beat you up
No! No! No! No!
No John!
I'm telling my mom!
Aaahh beating..."
Beans, beans, beans
Jessie ate some beans
He was happy, happy, happy
That he ate some beans
Sitting naked, naked
Sitting cross-legged
Naked, naked, naked
And he was happy, happy, happy
That he ate some beans
Wine, wine, wine
Jessie had some wine
He was happy, happy, happy
That he ate some wine
Beans, beans, beans
Jessie ate some beans
And he drank some wine
And he was happy, happy, happy
That he drank some beans
Don't Want It All
To hope is admittance
Feed before beginning
Double-sided cynics
Reflected image
Don't be so selfish
Leave in me this
Follow it far
To find where you are
You haven't grown
Go on alone
Never finished his sentence
Remained in seclusion
For the next few days
The family circle noose
He had removed us
All the styles of heresy
Finally he appeared unexpectedly
Looking for company
Clean Up Before She Comes
Clean up before she comes
Living in a dusty town
Something in her eyes
Must be the smoke from my lungs
Something in her eyes
Must be the smoke from my lungs
I must be getting old
I must be getting older
I'm starting to eat my vegetables
Something in her eyes
Must be the smoke from my lungs
Something in her eyes
Must be the smoke from my lungs
Clean up the dusty town
Living in a dusty town
Clean up before she comes
Living in a dusty town
I'm starting to eat my vegetables
Polly
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
Have some seed
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let's take a ride
Cut yourself
You want some help
To please myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like some food
She asked me to untie her
A chase would be a nice for a few
Isn't me
Have some seed
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
You want some help
To please myself
Isn't me
Have some seed
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Take a ride
Cut yourself
You want some help
Please myself
Polly says
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
Isn't me
Have some seed
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let's take a ride
Cut yourself
You want some help
To please myself
Got some rope
Some dope
Promise you
Heaven pew
Something mean
Not too mean
Something with
Magazine
Not too real
It's not too fake
Keep your eyes
See the same
Cause in my seam
Miss marine
Uhhhh
About A Girl
Ohhh
I do
Don't pin a note to me
I do promise to agree
I do live in constant fear
I do wonder why I'm here
And if you say I'm right
You'll hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free
I do
Don't wash my face again
I do away from all my friends
I do have a breath in you
I do can't see if we move
And if you say I'm right
I'll hang you out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free
I do
Blandest
You're my favorite
Of my saviours
You're my favorite
Who knows
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 what not to become
Calm, calm, calm
Dive
Pick me, pick me yeah
Let along the signal
At ease, at least, yeah
Everyone is hollow
At last, at last, yeah
Everyone is playing
Pick me, pick me yeah
You can even mellow
Hey
Dive
Dive
Dive
Dive in me
Nothing new
Kiss this, kiss that yeah
Let along the signal
At ease at least, yeah
I will even swallow
Pick me - pick me yeah
Let along the signal
At ease at least, yeah
You could eat my mellow
Hey
Dive
Dive
Dive
Dive in me
Nothing new
They Hung Him On A Cross
They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross for me
One day when I lost
They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross for me
They whooped him up the hill
They whooped him up the hill for me
One day when I lost
They hung him on a cross
They whooped him up the hill for me
They never said among them would
They never said among them would for me
One day when I lost
They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross for me
They bit him in the side
They bit him in the side for me
One day when I lost
They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross for me
They hung his head and died
We hung his head and died for me
One day when I lost
They hung him on a cross
They hung him on a cross for me
Grey Goose
-instrumental-
Ain't It A Shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishin on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishin on a Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Oh, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to have a drink on Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to have a drink on Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Oh, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to beat your wife on Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to beat your wife on Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Oh, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame
Token Eastern Song
I'm not gonna make it through
Something else is something new
I'm not gonna make it dream
Suicide is something mean
I'm not gonna make it through
It's something else, it's something new
I'm not gonna make it through
It's something else, it's something new
Hold it in your gut
I'm not gonna make it through
Something else is something new
I'm not gonna make it scream
Suicide is something mean
I'm not gonna make it through
Something else, it's something new
I'm not gonna make it dream
In this house it's something mean
Hold it in your gut
Even In His Youth
Even in his youth
He was nothing
Kept his body clean
He was nowhere
Killed the family name
Daddy was ashamed
He was nothing
Even in his youth
He was nowhere
The thief is born before your through
Must be more than you could chew
I've got nothing left to do
If you wait you wanted you
Oh ah yeah
Even in his youth
He was nothing
Kept his body clean
He was nowhere
Killed the family name
Daddy was ashamed
He was nothing
Even in his youth
He was nowhere
The thief is born before your through
Must be more than you could chew
I've got nothing left to do
If you know you wanted you
Oh oh yeah
I've got more of you through
This much more than you could do
If you leave before you need
I've got nothing left to see
Oh oh yeah
Even in his youth
Yeah, yeah
Polly
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
Have some seed
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
Want some help
To please myself
Got some rope
Haven't told
Promise you
Have been true
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like some food
She asked me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
Isn't me
Have some seed
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
You want some help
To please myself
Got some rope
Haven't told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
You want some help
To please myself
Polly says her back hurts
She's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
Amazes me, the will of instinct
Isn't me
Haven't seen
Let me clip
Dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
You want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Haven't told
Promise you
Heave been true
Let me take a ride
Cut yourself
You want some help
Please myself
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