1. "Blew" (Cobain)
2. "Floyd The Barber" (Cobain)
3. "About a Girl" (Cobain)
4. "School" (Cobain)
5. "Love Buzz" (Robby Van Leeuwen)
6. "Paper Cuts" (Cobain)
7. "Negative Creep" (Cobain)
8. "Scoff" (Cobain)
9. "Swap Meet" (Cobain)
10. "Mr. Moustache" (Cobain)
11. "Sifting" (Cobain)
12. "Big Cheese" (Cobain)
13. "Downer" (Cobain)



If you wouldn't mind, I would like to Blew
And if you wouldn't mind, I would like to lose
And if you wouldn't care, I would like to leave
And if you wouldn't mind, I would like to breath

Is there another reason for your stain
Could you believe who we knew stress or strain
Here is another reason word that rhymes with shame

You could do anything

Floyd the barber

Bell on door ring come on in
Floyd observes my hairy chin
Sit down chair don't be afraid
Steamed hot towel wrapped on my face

I was shaved, I was shamed

Barney ties me to the chair
I can't see I'm really scared
Floyd breathes hard I hear a slip
Beat me pressed against my lips

I sense others in the room
Opies Aunt Bea I presume
They take turns to cut me up
I died 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

Take advantage while you hang me out to dry,
But I can't see you every night, For free, I do

I've been standing in your line
I do, Hope you have the time
I do, Pick a number two
I do, Keep a date with you



Wouldn't you believe it
It's just my luck

No recess

Your in my school again

Love Buzz

Would you believe me when I tell you
You are the queen of my heart
Please don't decieve 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 through the door
I crawl towards the cracks of light
Sometimes I can't find my way
Newspapers spread around
Soaking all they can
A cleaning is due again
A good hosing down

The lady whom I feel maturnal love for cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue and they cock and twist and masterbate
Ohhh, 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 a flash of light
And take my family away

And very later I have learned to accept some friends of riducule
My whole existance is for your amusement, and that is why I'm here with you
To take you with your right to Nirvana


Negative Creep

This is out of our range, Oh
This is getting to be, Drone
I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned

Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more


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

Give me back my alcohol
Give me back my
Give me back

Heal a million
Kill a million
Peel a million
Feel a million


Swap meet

They had a life-style that is comfortable
They travel far to keep their stomachs full
They make a living of arts and crafts
The kind with sea shells drift wood 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 could ever know
He loves her more then he will ever show
Keeps cigarettes close to his heart
Keeps her photo graphs close to her heart
Keep their bitterness close to their hearts

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
Easy in an easy chair
Poop as hard as rock
I don't like you anyway
Seal it in a box
Show me how you question
Lead the way to my temptation
Take my hand, and give it cleaning
Yes I eat cow, I am not proud


Afraid to grade wouldn't it be fun
Cross says floss wouldn't it be fun
Wet your bed wouldn't it be fun
Sun felt numb 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 church wouldn't it be fun
Wet your bed wouldn't it be fun
Cold in coals wouldn't it be fun

Big Cheese

Big cheese said make me mine said go the office
Big cheese said make me mine said what the hell

Black is black no trading back, we were enemies
Sure you are who am I, we were enemies

Big lies make mine mine said go the office
Big cheese makes mine mine said whats the code

Black is black no trading back, we were enemies
She eats glue how 'bout you, we were enemies


Portrap sincerity Act out of loyalty defend your true country
wish away pain handout lobotomies to save little families
Surrealistic fantasy blend boring plain

Hold me down in sestitution, living out you date with fusion
Is the whole thing shun in bastard, don't feel guilty master writing

Somebody said that their not much like I am I know I can't
Make up enough of the words for you to go along I sink the same

Slippery pessiment hyprocrite master conservative communist apocalyptic bastard
Thank you dear god for putting me on this earth
I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst

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