Nirvana : Smells Like Teen Spirit

Grunge / Etats-Unis
(1991 - Geffen / Sub Pop Records)
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1. SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT

Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yeah

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yeah

And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
hello, hello, hello

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
A denial (X9)


2. EVEN IN THIS YOUTH

Even in his youth he was nothing
Kept his body clean going nowhere
Daddy was ashamed he was something
Disgrace to the family name
Smears the family name
Leave this form before you're through
I've got nothing left to prove
If I die before I wake
Hope I don't come back a slave
Even in his youth he was nothing
Kept his body clean going nowhere
Daddy was ashamed he was nothing
Disgrace to family name, going nowhere

Leave this form before you're through
I've got nothing left to prove
If I die before I wake
Hope I don't come back a slave

Leave this form before you're through
I've got nothing left to prove
If I die before I wake
Hope I don't come back again...
I'm dying!

Even in his youth (x6)


3. ANEURYSM

Come on over and do the twist, uh-huh
Overdo it and have a fit, uh-huh
Love you so much it makes me sick, uh-huh
Come on over and do the twist, uh-huh
Beat me outta me, beat it, beat it
Come on over and do the twist, uh-huh
Overdo it and have a fit, uh-huh
Overdo it and have a fit, uh-huh
Love you so much it makes me sick, uh-huh
Come on over and shoot the shit, uh-huh

She gives the perfect strain to my heart

[Chorus]


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