Blandest (1988 Demos)

You're my favorite
Of my saviours
You're my favorite
Oh no

Yes you're my favorite
Of my favors
You're my razor
Oh no

Hey!
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me when not to be calm (to remind me what not to become)
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me when not to be calm
Calm, calm, calm

Born In A Junkyard (Where Were You In '89, Leeds, 10/27/89)

I'm long gone from (vertical)
Somewhere South is stopping (me)
I'm long gone from the American Dream
YOu may decide it's not for me
I'm long gone but I'll let you through
You may decide it's not for you
I'm long gone, but I'll let you through
You may decide there's nothing theree

Born in a junkyard (x8)

Gone

I'm long gone but I'll let you through
You may decide that it's not that good
I'm long gone but I'll let you leave
You may decide on stopping me

(repeat 2nd verse)
(chorus)
(solo)
(chorus)

Gone (x16)

Curmudgeon (Lithium single)

---[Interpretation 1]
I can't hide, no
On the mantle
I'm not sad
Tilling that hoe

It's the season
I'm all reason
I have seen
All I have grown

Sheared at the seams
Cheat on me
And not seen
Cheat on me
At the seams

I'm a lender
I'm a planter
I put something
In the garden

In the handle
On the mantle
I'm not Santa
I'm not God

I want a lady
Can you save me?
It's the sulfur
I have grown
Tis the season
I'm all reason
I have fleas
All I have hoed

---[Interpreation 2]
I can handle, on the mantle
I'm not sad, 'til I'm home

'Tis the season, and I'm all reason
I have seen and I have grown

She's at the seams

She don't need (x3)
In the seams (x3)
She don't need
Not the seams

I'm a lecher, on the planter
I've set something in the (guard)

In the handle, on the mantle
I'm not Santa, I'm as (good)

She's at the seams
She don't need (x4)
Nothin' seems
At the seams (x2)
She don't need

(solo) My model lady, can you save me?
It's the sulfur I have drunk

'Tis the season, and I'm all reason
I have fleas, so run on home

She's at the seams
She don't need (x6)
At the seams (x2)
She don't need

D-7 (Greg Sage and the Wipers cover; Hormoaning)

Straight as an arrow
Defect,defect
Not straight, not so straight
Reject,reject
Towards anti-social
Solo, solo
Standing on the stairs
Cold, cold morning
Ghostly image of fear
Mayday, mayday
Gonna leave this region
They'll take me with them

Demension seven

Do You Love Me? (Kiss cover;C/Z tribute compilation)

You really like my limousine
You like the way the wheels roll
You like my seven inch leather heels
And goin' to all of the shows

But...
Do you love me?
Really love me?
Do you love me?

You like the credit cards and private planes
Money can really take you far
You like the hotels and fancy clothes
And the sound of electric guitars

You really like rock 'n' roll
All of the fame and the masquerade
You like the concerts and studios
And all the moeny honey that I make

Your backstage pass and black sunglasses
Make you look just like a queen
Even the fans they know your face
>From all of the magazines

[heckling]

Endless, Nameless (Non-Nevermind track called The End Of Music)

Take me, take me
See I can, silence

Here I am, here I am
Here I am, here I aaaaaaam -- heellp!

Mother, Father
Father, Mother

Silence, here I am
Take me, see I can
Silence, see I can
Silence, see I can
Silence, see I am -- aaoohhh!

The (yearning's) after peace, ( may be: the journey's after peace)
I really think so

The (yearning's) after peace,
I really think so

Mother, Mama
Father, Mama

Even In His Youth (Hormoaning, Smells... single)

Even in his youth he was nothing
Kept his body clean going nowhere
Daddy was ashamed he was something
Disgrace to family name he was something (Against the family name) (Smears the family name)

Leave this form before you're through
I've got nothing left to prove
If I die before I wake
Hope I don't come back a slave

Even in his youth he was nothing
Kept his body clean going nowhere
Daddy was ashamed he was nothing
Disgrace to family name, going nowhere

Leave this form before you're through
I've got nothing left to prove
If I die before I wake
Hope I don't come back a slave

Leave this form before you're through
I've got nothing left to prove
If I die before I wake
Hope I don't come back again...
I'm dying!

Even in his youth (x6)

Gallons Of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through The Strip (In Utero imports)

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 mil a day, a mil, I say. (meal)
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.

(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...
(Dave: inaudible)
It should be GIC, geeks with Charvels
No, GWC

Fuck, man, this is a waste of time!
(laughs) One more solo? Yeahhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!

(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.

(solo)

Help Me, I'm Hungry (unknown 1990 show & Melkweg, Amsterdam 11/5/89)

---[Interpretation 1]
Hold me, there's too much tension
(ah-grade) me, I'm fuckin' hungry
Help me, I'm fuckin' cornered
Grade me, you might be right

Lightning fucking around in my head
Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up
People freakin' every day
White light's in sight (inside)
What do you want? Huh?

Cold, naked man, picked off his scabs, and
Fed them, to the pigeons
Help him, he's fuckin' cornered
Grade him, it might be fun

Lightning fucking around in my head
Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up
People freakin' every day
White light's in sight
I don't know

Hold me, something's happening
Help me, somebody help me
Hold me, I'm fuckin' hungry
Help me, I'm right here, who (where) are you?

Naked man, (you say you saw)
Fed them, to the pigeons
Help him, he's fuckin' cornered
Grade him, it might be fun

Lightning fucking around in my head
Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up
People freakin' every day
White light's in sight
I don't know

Help me, I'm fuckin' hungry
Help me, I'm fuckin' up
Hold me, some fuckin' help
Aaaahhh! Ahh!

---[Interpretation 2]
Hold me get some attention
Degrade me I'm fucking hungryr
Help me I'm fucking corny (horny)
Gag me You make me vomit

Lie on your fucking resume
Big, special, it's very, fucked up
People speaking every night
White light in your sight
What do you want

Four legged man
Help him to the pier
Just help him He's fucking corny
Grade him You make Me Vomit

Hold me I'm fucking hungry
Help me I'm fucking hungry<
br> Hold me I'm fucking hungry
Help me I'm fucking hungry

Here She Comes Now (Velvet Underground cover;VU tribute)

Aah, if she ever comes now now
Aah, she looks so good
Aah, she's made out of wood
She says so

I Hate Myself And Want To Die (B&B compilation)

Running 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?
End it someday -- What's that song?

Broken heart and broken bones
Finger pressing down the horse pills (Finger plaster-cast of the horse pills)
One more quirky cliched phrase
You're the one I wanna refill (You don't wanna wanna read them)

(spoken very softly behind the guitar)

(Words are broken lives)
Five pieces of board, turned around
attached to the skull by common wood screws
A child would like to do it

In His Room

He is gonna chase you in and out of a dream
You're not gonna thank him and I'm tired of this dream
Take him on occassion in the back of the room
If they don't show any affection he'll died in June

See the stab wounds in his hands
See him dying in his room
He's dying in his room
He's dying in his room
Heading for me, heading this way
He is coming, I don't care

I don't want to thank you, well I don't mind
Gave his only pleasures to a friend of mine
He's not gonna catch you in a lighted room
You don't thank him I know I should

See the stab wounds in his hands
You killed him, I don't care
Keep a promise, you would too
Keep a promise, you would too
See the silence in his head
He is coming, I don't care

We're not gonna make it, well I don't mind
They don't want to thank him, they don't have any time
In a conversation whom they don't know
They don't have any patience, they're becoming slow

See a famine in his head
See him coming at their heels
He loves you, give him a chance
I don't love him, I don't care
See him starving, give her hell
It is over, we don't care In His Room

Marigold (Heart Shaped Box single)

He's there in case I want it all
He's scared cause I want

He's scared in case I want it all
He's scared cause I want

All in all the clock is slow
Six color pictures all in a row
Of a marigold

He's there in case I want it all
He's scared cause I want

He's there in case I want it all
He's there cause I want

Moist Vagina (All Apologies single)

She has a moist vagina
I particularly enjoy the circumference (I partook in Jane's circumference)
The perceptive walls of her anus (I'll be sucking warts off her anus)

I prefer her to any other
Marijuana

The Money Will Roll Right In (Mudhoney cover, Reading Festival 1992)

I'm goin' to Hollywood, they'll see that I'm so good
I won't care how I feel, and I'll get to fuck Brooke Shields
I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in

I want to be a star, I'm going to have a car
And you'll have to admit, I'll be rich as shit
I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in

I would give you some, if you only would have treated me nice
You'll wish that you did, you'll feel pretty stupid
I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in

It's fun to be a star, it's nice to have a car
Yeah, you'll have to admit, that I'll be rich as shit
And I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in

The money will roll right in

Oh, The Guilt (Jesus Lizard split single)

---[Interpreation 1]
She seems to think
She seems too weak
She takes a week to get over it

She likes the sea
She likes to see
She likes to think she has all of it

She likes the sound
She likes the sand
She likes to stand she can't affod to sit

She likes to be
She likes to go (She hates the guilt)

She likes the time
She owns the time
She buys time and wraps herself in it

She likes to think
She seems to breed
She takes all the rent

She likes the sand
She likes to stand she likes to sit

She seems to think
She seems to breed
She takes a week to get all the rent

She likes to see
She likes to think, she has all the rent

---[Interpretation 2]
She seems to think, she seems too week
She takes a week to get over it

She likes the sea, she likes to see
She likes to think she has all of it

She likes the sound, she likes the sand
She likes to stand, she can't afford to sit

She likes to be (x3)
She's into guilt
Guilt (x3) She likes to think, she likes to drink
She seems too weak, she takes all of it (all the rent)

She likes the time, she owns the time
She borrows time, to self-invent

She seems too weak, she likes to see
She likes to think she has all of it (all the rent) She likes the sand, she likes to stand
She likes to sit, she likes to go
Go (x3)

(solo)

(repeat 1st three verses)

She likes to be (x3)
She likes to go
Go (x7)

Pay To Play (Stay Away demo, DGC Rarities Vol. 1)

Monkey see, monkey do -- I don't know why I
Walk around, follow you -- I don't know why I
Throw it out, keep it in -- I don't know why I
Have to have poison skin -- I don't know why I

Pay
Pay to play (x3)

(Walk) an inch, take a mile -- I don't know why I
Never faded, never smiled -- I don't know why I
Never mind, eat and run -- I don't know why I
Fuck your ass, for the fun -- I don't know why I

Pay
Pay to play (x3)

(guitar riff)
I don't know why I
(guitar riff)
I don't know why I
Pay

Pay to play (x3)

(repeat 1st verse, chorus)

(guitar riff)
I don't know why I
(guitar riff)
I don't know why I
Pay
Pay to play (x3)

(drum/bass solo) Ahhhhhhhh!
Pay to play (x8)
Aaaaahhhh! Aaahhhh! Aaahhhh!

Return Of The Rat (Greg Sage and the Wipers cover; Wipers tribute)

You better watch out
You better beware
They're coming from all sides of the country
You better beware

Return of the rat
No, no, no, no!

They better confess
Well, they better confess
I know, I seen them do it
They better confess

Spank Thru (Sub Pop 200 compilation)

This song is for lovers out there
And the little light in the trees
And the flowers have gingivitus
And the birds fly happily
We'll be together once again my love
I'll get you back, oh baby baby
I can't explain just why
We lost it from the start
Cause living without you girl
You'll only break my heart

I can feel it
I can hold it
I can mend it (bend it)
I can shape it
I can mold it
I can cut it
I can taste it (paste it)
I can spank it
Beat it, masturbate it

I've been looking for days now
Always hearing the same old
City boy won't you spank thru? (city girl, be faithful)
I can make it do things you wouldn't think it ever could

Spectre (1989 Barnyard Demos)

To hope is admittance
Feed before beginning
Double-sided cynics
Reflected images (Defective)
Don't be so selfish
Leaving the image (leave and manage)
Follow it far
To find where you are
You haven't grown
Go on alone

Never finished his sentence
Remained in seclusion
For the next few days
Family is circuling
He having moved up (Hearing every movement)
All the styles of heresy (By the size of the milisead)
Finally he appeared unexpectedly
Looking for company

Talk To Me (Europe '91)

Sit down easy
Straight from the scene of my heart

No one's ever seen him
??
? got it only
I am not sitting
I am not seven
I am not shaving
I am not saving (shipping) away

Talk to me
In your own language please
In your own (room)

Sit down easy
??
If somehow
Waiting for a house to ?
? ever and ever
? live forever
? live forever
??

Lay down easy
Right down to the start
Lay down easy
Right outside in the snow
??
? whore
??
??
??

Token Eastern Song (commonly known as Happy Hour on bootlegs, Virgin Songs)

---[Interpretation 1]
I can read, I can write
I can breathe, proven fact
Bless my greed, greased unfold (That's my greed, it's twofold)

Is it me, or my ego (Isn't me)

Write some words, make them rhyme
This is for the story line
Set the mood, something new

Is it me, or my attitude?

If you want
To put on (To belong)
And it meant (Have you been)
The extremes
Acted out (Happy Hour)
Practicing (Practice sing)
Perfecting (Perfect team)
Break to read (Talk to me)
On to me (After me, until me)

I can wait in the fire (I will raise an effect)
I can explain your cycle (To explain to sight)
Vital Signs (By the time)
With your breath I will show you mine (The lass is ...)
I stink in here my boy

---[Interpretation 2]
I can read, I can write
I can breed, proven flight
It's my greed, (truth) unfold Is it me, or my ego?

Write some words, make them rhyme
Pieces for, assembly line
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my attitude?

(scream)

If you want, to belong
And you miss, the extremes
The extremes, act it out
Practicing, perfecting
Pressuring, undo me
Undo me, undo me

I will wade, in the fire
To explain, your asylum
Idle times, analyzing
We'll compare, all our (sightings) -- come on!

Lost grace, to hear, my voice

I can read, I can write
I can breathe, proven fact
This might be, recent clone
Is it me, or my ego?

Write some words, make them rhyme
Pieces for, story line
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my attitude?

(scream)

If you want, to belong
And you miss, the extremes
The extremes, act it out
Practicing, perfecting
Pressuring, undo me
undo me, undo me
undo me, undo me
undo me, undo me -- uhhhhh!

Verse Chorus Verse (No Alternative compilation)

---[Interpretation 1]
And if you save yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
And you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breathing holes
And you'll think you're happy
He'll cover you with grass
And you'll think you're happy now

You're in a laundry room (locker room, another room)
You're in a laundry room
The clue that came to you, oh

And if you guard yourself (cut yourself, kill yourself)
You will think you're happy
He'll keep you in a jar
Then you'll make him happy
He'll give you breathing holes
Then you'll think you're happy
He'll cover you with grass
Then you'll think you're happy now

And if you fool yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
Then you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breathing holes
Then you will seem happy
You'll wallow in your shit
Then you'll think you're happy now

---[Interpretation 2] And if you save yourself, you will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar, then you'll make him happy
He'll give you breathing holes, then you'll make him happy
He'll cover you with grass, then you'll make him happy now

You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
The clues that came to you -- uuuhhhh

And if you cut yourself, you will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar, then you'll make him happy
He'll give you breathing holes, then you'll make him happy
He'll cover you with grass, then you'll make him happy now

(chorus)
(solo)
(solo)
(chorus)

And if you fool yourself, you will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar, then you'll make him happy
He'll give you breathing holes, then you will seem happy
You'll wallow in the shit, then you'll think you're happy now