Teenage angst has paid off well
Now I'm bored and old
Self-appointed judges judge
More than they have sold
If she floats than she is not
A witch like we had thought
A down payment on another
One at Salem's lot
Serve the servants, oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore
As my bones grew they did hurt
They hurt really bad
I tried hard to have a father
But instead I had a dad
I just want you to know that I
Don't hate you anymore
There is nothing I could say
That I haven't thought before
Serve the servants, oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore
Scentless Apprentice
[Inspiration: Based on the
novel 'Perfume' (Kurt's fave).]
Like most babies smell like butter
His smell smelled like no other
He was born scentless and senseless
He was born a scentless apprentice
Go away, get away, get away, get away
every wet nurse refused to feed him
electrolytes smell like semen
I promise not to sell your perfumed secrets
there are countless formulas for pressing
flowers
I lie in the soll and fertilize mushrooms
Leaking out gas fumes are made into perfume
You can't fire me because I quit
Throw me in the fire and I won't throw
a fit
Heart-Shaped Box
[Inspiration: A song about
Courtney and dependancy. ]
She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped
box for a week
I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you
turn back
Hey
Wait
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hate
Haight
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Meat-eating orchids forgive no one
just yet
Cut myself on angel's hair and baby's
breath
Broken hymen of your highness I'm left
black
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can
climb right back
Rape Me
[Inspiration: In Kurt's
words, the song is a sort of poetic justice. A guy rapes a girl. He ends
up in jail and is raped there. ]
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one
Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me my friend
My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn
Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle
[Inspiration: A song about
the story of Frances Farmer, who was declared insane and lobotomized.
]
It's so relieving to know that you're leaving
as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing to hear you're asking
wherever you get your way
I's so soothing to know that you'll sue
me
This is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad
In her false witness, we hope you're still
with us
To see if they float or drown
Our favorite paitent, a display of patience
Disease-covered Puget Sound
She'll come back as fire, to burn all
the liars
And leave a blanket of ash on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad
Dumb
[Inspiration: Ignorance
is bliss. There is a certain care-free happiness involved in being dumb.
Drug related thems dominate the song.]
I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy
My heart is broke
But I have some glue
Help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover, have a hangover
Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up
Very Ape
[Inspiration: An Attack
on the stereotypical macho man. ]
I am buried up to my neck in
Contradictionary lies
I take pride as the kind of illiterature
I'm very ape and very nice
If you ever need anything please
don't hesitate
to ask someone else first
I'm too busy acting like I'm not naive
I've seen it all I was here first
Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into the dirt
Milk It
[Inspiration: A song about
co-dependancy, it heavily carries the medical theme. ]
I am my own parasite
I don't need a host to live
We feed off of each other
We can share our endorphins
Doll steak, test meat
I own my own pet virus
I get to pet and name her
Her milk is my shit
My shit is her milk
Doll steak, test meat
Look on the bright side is suicide
Lost eyesight I'm on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping
Protector of the kennel
Ecto-plasma
Ecto-skeletal
Obituary birthday
Your scent is still here in my place of
recovery
Pennyroyal Tea
[Inspiration: A song about
abortion, the difficult choices around it, and the guilt following it.
]
I'm on my time with everyone
I have very bad posture
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
Sit and drink Pennyroyal tea
I'm anemic royalty
Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
So I can sigh enternally
I'm so tired I can't sleep
I'm a liar and a thief
Sit and drink pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty
I'm on warm milk and laxatives
Cherry-flavored antacids
Radio Friendly Unit Shifter
[Inspiration: According
to Kurt this song is a throwaway. A bunch of random poetry lines thrown
together. ]
Use just once and destroy
Invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Starve without your skeleton key
I love you for what I am not
I do not want what I have got
A blanket acne'ed with cigarette burns
Speak at once while taking turns
Second-rate third defree burns
What is wrong with me
What is what I need
What do I think I think
This had nothing to do with what
you think
If you ever think at all
Bi-polar opposites attract
All of a sudden my water broke
Hate, hate your enemies
Save, save your friends
Find, find your place
Speak, speak the truth
tourette's
[Inspiration: This song
has no meaning at all. Kurt just screamed alot. ]
Moderate Rock
May day, every day, my day
Could've had a heart attack, my heart
We don't know anything, my heart.
We all want something fair, my heart.
Hey! Hey!
Heyyyyyyy!
Heyyyyy!
Heyyyyy!
Out of town, out of town is my heart.
Queen of lies, out today, my heart
One more on the phone, my heart
One more at the door of my heart.
Hey! Hey!
Heyyyyyyyyyyy!
Mean heart,
cold heart,
cold heart,
cold heart,
cold heart,
cold heart,
cold heart,
cold heart --
uhhhhhhh!
All Apologies
[Inspiration: Contrary to
popular belief, this song is not about Francis and Courtney. He wrote it
for them, but none of the lyrics really apply. ]
What else should I be
All apologies
What else should I say
Everyone is gay
What else could I write
I don't have the right
What else should I be
All apologies
In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
I'm married
buried
I wish I was like you
Easily amused
Find my nest of salt
Everything is my fault
I'll take all the blame
Aqua seafoam shame
Sunburn with freezerburn
Choking on the ashes of her enemy
All in all is all we are
Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the
Strip (U.K. only)
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 mil a day, a mil, 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
And 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
Dave: inaudible(girls in 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