"Smells Like Teen Spirit (Nirvana Cover)" as written by Rafael Lopes, Marcelo Peixoto, David Grohl, Chris Novoselic and Kurt Cobain....
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

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
Yay

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

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
Yay

And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, never mind

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




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"Smells Like Teen Spirit" as written by David Grohl Chris Novoselic

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    General CommentThe empty hand of innocence
    Transfusing street of the sorrows
    And children of the wood
    Hounded, shreding all veils
    And winding all sheets of the dead world droning
    Overturning tables laden with silver sacrificial birds
    Beating goat-skin drums
    Advancing with hands out-stretched
    And we keep filling them with mercury nitrate, asbestos
    Baby bombs blasting blue
    Scavengers picking through the ashes
    Children of the mills!
    Children of the junkyards!
    Sleepy, illiterate, fuzzy little rats
    Haunted, paint-sniffin’
    Stoned out of their shaved heads
    Forgotten, foraging, mystical children
    Foul-mouthed, glassy eyed, hallucinating
    BoyInTheBelfryon May 07, 2011   Link

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