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Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip - Nirvana
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 ... ah,

on my ... um ... um ... head

We'd have so much more diversity,
And so much more input,

so much more creative flow

One more solo? Yeahhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!

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.