When I'm feeling tired
She puts you through the door
I crawl towards the cursed alley
Sometimes I can't find my way
This curtain's (Kurt is?) spellbound (still round)
So get all that you can
A cool man is toughening/too plain
A good hosing down

When the hate in my field (ma)eternal all four
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I asked the years ham radio blew
And the car, twist, mouth, fear!  Yaaah!
I think so
I think so
I think so
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana...

Back when 'twas a party
I scratched with my nails
I see now that she's just like me
Why do they not try to escape?
They bring out the holy ones
They pointed my way
They come with the flashing lights
And take my family away

An-gr-y later I am known to
Slap some friends of ridicule
My whole existence is for your fears
And that is why I'm here with you!
Don't taaaake
Me awaaaaay
You're round
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana...

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 eternally
I'm so tired 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

Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau
Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know
Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand
To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands

The nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop
And an illustrated book about birds
You see a lot up there but don't be scared
Who needs action when you got words

When you've finished with the mop then you can stop
And look at what you've done
The plateau's clean, no dirt to be seen
And the work it took was fun

Well the many hands began to scan around for the next plateau
Some said it was in Greenland and some in Mexico
Some decided it was nowhere except for where they stood
But they were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could

Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off of her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch

It isn't me
We have some seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
I've got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself

Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
She asks me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few

Polly says her back hurts
And she's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
It amaze me, the will of instinct