An' if you wouldn't mind, I would like it blew
An' if you wouldn't mind, I would like it lose
An' if you wouldn't care, I would like to leave
An' if you wouldn't mind, I would like to breathe
Is there another reason for your stain?
Could you believe who we knew stress or strain?
Here is another word that rhymes with shame
An' if you wouldn't mind, I would like it blew
An' if you wouldn't mind, I would like it lose
An' if you wouldn't care, I would like to leave
An' if you wouldn't mind, I would like to breathe
Is there another reason for your stain?
Could you believe who we knew stress or strain?
Here is another word that rhymes with shame
Is there another reason for your stain?
Could you believe who we knew stress or strain?
Here is another word that rhymes with shame
You could do anything
You could do anything
You could do anything
You could do anything
You could do anything
You could do anything
You could do anything
You could do anything
Nirvana - Bleach Album Lyrics
Nirvana - Bleach Lyrics
Writer: Kurt Cobain
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Floyd The Barber
Bell on door clanks - come on in
Floyd observes my hairy chin
Sit down (in the) chair, don't be afraid
Steamed hot towel on my face
I'm ashamed [x3]
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 shamed [x3]
I sense others in the room
Opie Aunt Bee, I presume
They take turns and cut me up
I die smothered in Andy's clutch
I was shamed [x3]
Floyd observes my hairy chin
Sit down (in the) chair, don't be afraid
Steamed hot towel on my face
I'm ashamed [x3]
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 shamed [x3]
I sense others in the room
Opie Aunt Bee, I presume
They take turns and cut me up
I die smothered in Andy's clutch
I was shamed [x3]
Writer: Kurt Cobain
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free (I do, I do)
I'm standing in your line
I do hope you have the time
I do pick a number too
I do keep a date with you
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free
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
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
No, I can't see you every night
Free
I do
I do
I do
I do
I do, with an ear to lend
I do think you fit this shoe
I do, but you have a clue
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free (I do, I do)
I'm standing in your line
I do hope you have the time
I do pick a number too
I do keep a date with you
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free
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
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
No, I can't see you every night
Free
I do
I do
I do
I do
Writer: Kurt Cobain
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
School
[x4]
Won't you believe it
It's just my luck
[x3]
No recess
[x4]
Won't you believe it
It's just my luck
[x3]
No recess
[x8]
You're in high school again
[x7]
No recess
Won't you believe it
It's just my luck
[x3]
No recess
[x4]
Won't you believe it
It's just my luck
[x3]
No recess
[x8]
You're in high school again
[x7]
No recess
Writer: KURT COBAIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Love Buzz
Would you believe me when I tell you
You're the queen of my heart
Please don't deceive me when I hurt you
Just ain't the way it seems
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Would you believe me when I do you
You're the queen of my heart
Please don't deceive me when I hurt you
Just ain't the way it seems
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
You're the queen of my heart
Please don't deceive me when I hurt you
Just ain't the way it seems
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Would you believe me when I do you
You're the queen of my heart
Please don't deceive me when I hurt you
Just ain't the way it seems
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Writer: Robert H. J. Van Leeuwen
Copyright: Lyrics © Nanada Music, THE MUSIC GOES ROUND, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Nanada Music, THE MUSIC GOES ROUND, Peermusic Publishing
Paper Cuts
When I'm feeling tired
She pushed food through the door
And I crawl towards the crack of light
Sometimes I can't find my way
Newspapers spread around
Soaking all that they can
A cleaning is due again
- a good hosing down
The lady whom I feel maternal love for
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue
And they cock and twitch and masturbate!
I said so [x3]
Nirvana [x6]
Black windows of paint
I scratched with my nails
I see others just like me
Why do they not try to escape?
They bring out the older ones
They point in 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 ridicule
My whole existence is for your amusement
And that is why I'm here with you!
To take
Me with
You're right
Nirvana [x8]
She pushed food through the door
And I crawl towards the crack of light
Sometimes I can't find my way
Newspapers spread around
Soaking all that they can
A cleaning is due again
- a good hosing down
The lady whom I feel maternal love for
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue
And they cock and twitch and masturbate!
I said so [x3]
Nirvana [x6]
Black windows of paint
I scratched with my nails
I see others just like me
Why do they not try to escape?
They bring out the older ones
They point in 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 ridicule
My whole existence is for your amusement
And that is why I'm here with you!
To take
Me with
You're right
Nirvana [x8]
Writer: KURT COBAIN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Negative Creep
This is out of our reach, this is out of our reach
This is out of our reach and it's grown
This is getting to be, this is getting to be
This is getting to be a drone
I'm a negative creep, I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned
I'm a negative creep, I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep and I'm
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
This is out of our range, this is out of our range
This is out of our range and it's grown
This is getting to be, this is getting to be
This is getting to be a drone
I'm a negative creep, I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned
I'm a negative creep, I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep and I'm
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Yeah!
Drone!
Stoned!
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
...
This is out of our reach and it's grown
This is getting to be, this is getting to be
This is getting to be a drone
I'm a negative creep, I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned
I'm a negative creep, I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep and I'm
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
This is out of our range, this is out of our range
This is out of our range and it's grown
This is getting to be, this is getting to be
This is getting to be a drone
I'm a negative creep, I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned
I'm a negative creep, I'm a negative creep
I'm a negative creep and I'm
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Yeah!
Drone!
Stoned!
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
...
Writer: KURT COBAIN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Scoff
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
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my, gimmie back my, gimme back
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million
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
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my, gimmie back my, gimme back
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million, yeah
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
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my, gimmie back my, gimme back
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million, ahh
In my face, it's not over
In your room, I'm not older
In your eyes, I'm not worth it
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my, gimmie back my, gimme back
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million
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
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my, gimmie back my, gimme back
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million, yeah
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
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my alcohol, gimmie back my alcohol
Gimmie back my, gimmie back my, gimme back
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million
Heal a million, kill a million, ahh
Writer: Kurt Cobain
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid
Swap Meet
[x3]
They lead a lifetime that is comfortable
They travel far to keep their stomachs full
They make their living off of arts and crafts
The kind with seashells, driftwood 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 will ever know
He loves her more than he will ever show
Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart
Keeps her photographs close to her heart
Keeps the bitterness close to the heart
They lead a lifetime that is comfortable
They travel far to keep their stomachs full
They make their living off of arts and crafts
The kind with seashells, driftwood 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 will ever know
He loves her more than he will ever show
Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart
Keeps her photographs close to her heart
Keeps the bitterness close to the heart
Writer: KURT COBAIN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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
Show me how you question, questions
Lead the way to my temptation
Take my hand and give it cleaning
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
I'm you
I'm you
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
Show me how you question, question
Lead the way to my gestation
Take my hand and give it cleaning
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
I'm you
I'm you
I'm you
I'm you, ahh
Wake me up with indecision
Help me trust your mighty wisdom
Yes I eat cow, I am not proud
Show me how you question, questions
Lead the way to my temptation
Take my hand and give it cleaning
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
I'm you
I'm you
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
Show me how you question, question
Lead the way to my gestation
Take my hand and give it cleaning
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
I'm you
I'm you
I'm you
I'm you, ahh
Writer: Kurt Cobain
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Sifting
Afraid - to grade
Wouldn't it be fun?
Cross, self loss
Wouldn't it be fun?
Wet your bed
Wouldn't it be fun?
Some fear none
Wouldn't it be fun?
Your eyes ...
Teacher said,
Your eyes ...
Teacher said,
Your eyes ...
Teacher said,
Preacher said
"Don't have nothing for you" [x7]
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?
Your eyes ...
Teacher said,
Your eyes ...
Teacher said,
Your eyes ...
Preacher said [x2]
"Don't have nothing for you" [x7]
"Don't have nothing for you" [x9]
Wouldn't it be fun?
Cross, self loss
Wouldn't it be fun?
Wet your bed
Wouldn't it be fun?
Some fear none
Wouldn't it be fun?
Your eyes ...
Teacher said,
Your eyes ...
Teacher said,
Your eyes ...
Teacher said,
Preacher said
"Don't have nothing for you" [x7]
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?
Your eyes ...
Teacher said,
Your eyes ...
Teacher said,
Your eyes ...
Preacher said [x2]
"Don't have nothing for you" [x7]
"Don't have nothing for you" [x9]
Writer: GUY CHADWICK, KURT COBAIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Big Cheese
Big cheese - make me
Mine says, "Go (to) the office"
Big cheese - make me
Mine says, "One that stays"
Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies
Show you all what a man is
Need more ememies
Big lies - make my
Mine says "Go (to) the office"
Big cheese - make me
Message? What is it?
Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies
She is glue, how are you?
Big cheese - make me
Mine says "Go (to) the office"
Big cheese - make me
Message? What is it?
Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies
She is glue, how are you?
Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies
Sure you are, but what am I?
Need more enemies
She is glue, how are you?
Need more enemies
Sure you are, but what am I?
Mine says, "Go (to) the office"
Big cheese - make me
Mine says, "One that stays"
Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies
Show you all what a man is
Need more ememies
Big lies - make my
Mine says "Go (to) the office"
Big cheese - make me
Message? What is it?
Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies
She is glue, how are you?
Big cheese - make me
Mine says "Go (to) the office"
Big cheese - make me
Message? What is it?
Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies
She is glue, how are you?
Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies
Sure you are, but what am I?
Need more enemies
She is glue, how are you?
Need more enemies
Sure you are, but what am I?
Writer: KRIST NOVOSELIC, KURT COBAIN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Downer
Portray sincerity
Act out of loyalty
Defend your true country
Wish away the pain
Hand out lobotomies, to save little families
Surrealistic fantasy
Bland boring plain
All we have is restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is there hope? Please show me faster
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 as you go along
And sing your song
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
All we have is restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is there hope? Please show me faster
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 as you go along
And sing your song
Act out of loyalty
Defend your true country
Wish away the pain
Hand out lobotomies, to save little families
Surrealistic fantasy
Bland boring plain
All we have is restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is there hope? Please show me faster
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 as you go along
And sing your song
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
All we have is restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is there hope? Please show me faster
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 as you go along
And sing your song
Writer: Kurt Cobain
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Bleach is the debut studio album by American rock band Nirvana, released on June 15, 1989, by Sub Pop. After the release of their debut single "Love Buzz" on Sub Pop in November 1988, Nirvana rehearsed for two to three weeks in preparation for recording a full-length album.
The main recording sessions for Bleach took place at Reciprocal Recording in Seattle, Washington between December 1988 and January 1989. It is the only Nirvana album released on the Sub Pop label and their only studio album to feature drummer Chad Channing.
Bleach did not chart upon initial release, but was well received by critics. When reissued internationally by Geffen Records in 1992 following the breakthrough success of Nirvana's second album, Nevermind, Bleach peaked at number 89 on the Billboard 200, number 33 on the UK Albums Chart, and number 34 on the Australian albums chart.
In 2009, Sub Pop released a 20th anniversary edition of Bleach featuring a live recording of a 1990 Nirvana performance in Portland, Oregon as bonus material.
Bleach had sold 40,000 copies in North America before the release of Nevermind. It has since been certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) and has sold more than 1.9 million copies in the United States alone. It is Sub Pop's best-selling album to date and is unlikely to be surpassed by competitors. Frontman Kurt Cobain's death in April 1994 also led to a resurgence in the album's popularity, reaching number one on the Top Pop Catalog Albums chart. In April 2019, Bleach was ranked No. 13 on Rolling Stone's "50 Greatest Grunge Albums" list.
Performed By:
NirvanaThe main recording sessions for Bleach took place at Reciprocal Recording in Seattle, Washington between December 1988 and January 1989. It is the only Nirvana album released on the Sub Pop label and their only studio album to feature drummer Chad Channing.
Bleach did not chart upon initial release, but was well received by critics. When reissued internationally by Geffen Records in 1992 following the breakthrough success of Nirvana's second album, Nevermind, Bleach peaked at number 89 on the Billboard 200, number 33 on the UK Albums Chart, and number 34 on the Australian albums chart.
In 2009, Sub Pop released a 20th anniversary edition of Bleach featuring a live recording of a 1990 Nirvana performance in Portland, Oregon as bonus material.
Bleach had sold 40,000 copies in North America before the release of Nevermind. It has since been certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) and has sold more than 1.9 million copies in the United States alone. It is Sub Pop's best-selling album to date and is unlikely to be surpassed by competitors. Frontman Kurt Cobain's death in April 1994 also led to a resurgence in the album's popularity, reaching number one on the Top Pop Catalog Albums chart. In April 2019, Bleach was ranked No. 13 on Rolling Stone's "50 Greatest Grunge Albums" list.
Genre(s): Grunge, sludge metal, punk rock, hard rock, indie rock
Producer(s): Jack Endino
Length: 37:21
Released: June 15th, 1989
Year: 1989