Nirvana - Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip lyrics
[Nirvana - Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip lyrics]
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
But 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 (O oh) uh, on my
Um, um head
We'd have so much more diversity
And so much more input
So much more creative flow
If we had someone in school, a G-I T g-I T
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
A hahaha hahaha
One more solo? Yeah! yeah!
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
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
But 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 (O oh) uh, on my
Um, um head
We'd have so much more diversity
And so much more input
So much more creative flow
If we had someone in school, a G-I T g-I T
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
A hahaha hahaha
One more solo? Yeah! yeah!
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