Текст (слова) песни: Nirvana - Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip
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 meal a day, a meal, 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.
(Guitar solo)
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... Girls In Trouble It should be GIC, geeks with Charvels No, GWC fuck, man, this is a waste of time! (laughs) One more solo? Yeahhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!
(Guitar Solo)
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.
(Guitar solo)
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