Nirvana - Gallons Of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through The Strip Lyrics
It hurts when you have to press that dull little thingThat you're only supposed to use once and then discardWhere do you put it?In the garbage can, my honest friendMy shyness, pet her flowShe's only been five months lateEven though we haven't had sex for a weekA meal a day, a meal, I sayAnd my heart's made my...Somebody else already used the word aurora borealisShe was tied up in chainsAnd Sam had helped her in the freezerShe's only five weeks lateAnd I haven't had a date foreverEver, ever, foreverWish I had more, more opportunityMore chances to remember some thingsSo I couldn't have so much pressure on my...On my...on my, um...ah, on my...um...um...headWe'd have so much more diversityAnd so much more input, so much more creative flowIf we had someone in school, a GIT...GIT...geeks...in...townHa!...Come on, Dave, think of one...Girls In TroubleIt should be GIC, geeks with CharvelsNo, GWC*****, man, this is a waste of time(laughs) One more solo? Yeahhhhh! Yeahhhh!You're personally responsible forThe entire strip, to be washed awayCleansedAs if gallons of, um, rubbing alcoholFlowed through the strip and were set on fireIt didn't just singe the hair, it made it straightAnd then Perry Ellis came along with his broom,And his silkAnd he, he erected a beautiful cityA city of stars
