Polly: Nirvana’s Darkest Song .

«Polly» is about the actual kidnapping of a 14 year old girl named Polly. In 1987, Polly was returning from a concert in Tacoma, Washington when she was abducted by a man named Gerald Friend. He took her back to his mobile home and raped her. Polly was tortured with a whip, a razor, and a blowtorch. She managed to escape when Gerald Friend took her for a ride and stopped for gas. He was arrested and sent to jail.

Come as you are – CobaLus (Nirvana cover)

Here it is! My new «happy» version of Nirvana’s anthem «Come as you are».

Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As a known enemy

Take your time, hurry up
Choice is yours, don’t be late
Take a rest as a friend
As an old

Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria

Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend
As an old

Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria

When I swear that I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun

Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria
(And I don’t have a gun)

When I swear that I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun

Memoria, memoria

‘Cause sunbeams are not made like me.

Jesus don’t want me for a sunbeam.
‘Cause sunbeams are not made like me.
Don’t expect me to cry for all the reasons you had to die. Don’t ever ask your
love of me.

Don’t expect me to cry.
Don’t expect me to lie.
Don’t expect me to die for thee.

Jesus don’t want me for a sunbeam. ‘Cause sunbeams are not made like me.
Don’t expect me to cry for all the reasons you had to die. Don’t ever ask your
love of me.

Don’t expect me to cry.
Don’t expect me to lie.
Don’t expect me to die for thee.

Jesus don’t want me for a sunbeam. ‘Cause sunbeams are not made like me.
Don’t expect me to cry for all the reasons you had to die. Don’t ever ask your
love of me.

Don’t expect me to cry.
Don’t expect me to lie.
Don’t expect me to die.
Don’t expect me to cry.
Don’t expect me to lie.
Don’t expect me to die for thee.

i hate myself and i want to die.

Έτσι θα ονομαζόταν ο δίσκος IN UTERO, αλλά τελικά το τραγούδι έμελλε να μείνει στα συρτάρια των Νιρβάνα και να κυκλοφορήσει μετά τον θάνατο του Kurt Cobain.

Runny nose and runny yolk
Even if you have a cold still
You can cough on me again
I still haven’t had my fulfill

In the someday what’s that sound?

Broken heart and broken bones
Think about some capsules of horse pills
One more quirky cliched phrase
You’re the one I wanna refill

In the someday what’s that sound?

Most people don’t realize
That two large pieces of coral,
Painted brown, and attached to his skull
With common wood screws can make a child look like a deer

Incesticide.

come on over, and do the twist
ahhhh haaaaa
overdo it and have a fit
ahhhh haaaaa
love you so much, it makes me sick
ahhhhh haaaa
come on over, and do the twist
ahhhhh haaaa

beat me outta me, (beat it, beat it)

Come on over, and do the twist
ahhhh haaaa
over do it, and have a fit
ahhhh haaaa
come on over, and shoot the shit
ahhhh haaaa
Love you so much, it makes me sick
ahhhh haaaa

beat me outta me, (beat it, beat it)
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAHH

She keeps it pumpin’ straight to my heart

Doll steak! Test meat!

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!

Look on the bright side, suicide
Lost eyesight I’m on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping

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, suicide
Lost eyesight I’m on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping

Doll steak!
Test meat!

Look on the bright side, 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!

my girl, my girl.

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me,
Tell me where did you sleep last night.

In the pines, in the pines,
Where the sun don’t ever shine.
I would shiver the whole night through.

My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I’m going where the cold wind blows.

In the pines, in the pines,
Where the sun don’t ever shine.
I would shiver the whole night through

Her husband, was a hard working man,
Just about a mile from here.
His head was found in a driving wheel,
But his body never was found.

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me,
Tell me where did you sleep last night.

In the pines, in the pines,
Where the sun don’t ever shine.
I would shiver the whole night through.

My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I’m going where the cold wind blows.

In the pines, in the pines,
Where the sun don’t ever shine.
I would shiver the whole night through.

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me,
Tell me where did you sleep last night.

In the pines, in the pines,
Where the sun don’t ever shine.
I would shiver the whole night through.

My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I’m going where the cold wind blows.

In the pines, …the pines,
……… sun,
……….shine.