Grabado por MTV en New York en el estudio sony el 18 de Noviembre de
1993.
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1 About A Girl
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2 Come As You Are
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3 Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A
Sunbeam
TRACK 4
The Man Who Sold The World
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5 Pennyroyal Tea
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6 Dumb
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7 Polly
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8 On A Plain
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9 Something In The Way
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10 Plateau
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11 Oh Me
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12 Lake Of Fire
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13 All Apologies
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14 Where Do You Sleep Last Night
I need an easy friend
I do... with an ear
to lend
I do... think you fit
this shoe
I do... won't you have
a clue
I'll take advantage
while
You hang me out to
dry
But I can't see you
every night
Free
I'm standing in your
line
I do... hope you have
the time
I do... pick a number
too
I do... keep a date
with you
Come as you are, as
you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend,
as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry
up
The choice is your,
don't be late
Take a rest as a friend
as an old memoria
Come dowsed in mud,
soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend,
as an old memoria
And I swear that I don't
have a gun
No I don't have a gun
Jesus Don't Want Me
For A Sunbeam (The Vaselines)
Jesus, don't want me
for a sunbeam
Sunbeams are never
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 me.
The Man Who Sold The
World (David Bowie)
We passed upon the stair,
we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there,
he said I was his friend
Which came as some
surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died
alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold
The World
I laughed and shook
hishand, and made my way back home
I searched for form
and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazley stare
at all the millions here
We must have died along,
a long long time ago
Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold
the World
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 I 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
I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy
my heart is broke
But I have some glue
help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover...
have a hangover
Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up
I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Polly wants a cracker
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 amazes me, the will
of instinct
I'll start this off
without any words
I got so high that
I scratched 'til I bled
I love myself better
than you
I know it's wrong so
what should I do?
The finest day that
I ever had
Was when I learned
to cry on command
I'm on a plain
I can't complain
My mother died every
night
It's safe to say don't
quote me on that
The black sheep got
blackmailed again
Forgot to put on the
zip code
Somewhere I have heard
this before
In a dream my memory
has stored
As a defense I'm neutered
and spayed
What the hell am I
trying to say
It is now time to make
it unclear
To write off lines
that don't make sense
One more special message
to go
And then I'm done then
I can go home
Underneath the bridge
The tarp has sprung
a leak
And the animals I've
trapped
Have all become my
pets
And I'm living off
of grass
And the drippings from
the ceiling
But it's ok to eat
fish
'Cause they haven't
any feelings
Something in the way
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
If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings
I would lose my soul
The way I do
I don't have to think
I only have to do it
The results are always
perfect
And that's old news
Would you like to hear
my voice
sprinkled with emotion
Invented at your birth?
I can't see the end
of me
My whole expanse I
cannot see
I formulate infinity
Stored deep inside
me
Where do bad folks go
when they die?
They don't go to heaven
where the angels fly
They go down to the
lake of fire and fry
Won't see them again
till the fourth of July
I knew a lady who came
from Duluth
She got bit by a dog
with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave
just a little too soon
And she flew away howling
on the yellow moon
Now the people cry and
the people moan
And they look for a
dry place to call their home
And try to find some
place to rest their bones
While the angels and
the devils
Fight to claim them
for their own
What else should I be
All apologies
What else should I
say
Everyone is gay
What else could I write
I don't have the right
What else should I
be
All apologies
In the sun
In the sun I feel as
one
In the sun
In the sun
I'm married
buried
I wish I was like you
Easily amused
Find my nest of salt
Everything is my fault
I'll take all the blame
Aqua seafoam shame
Sunburn with freezeburn
Choking on the ashes
of her enemy
All in all is we all
are
Where Did You Sleep
Last Night
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
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