Smells Like Teen Spirit


Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's overboard and self-assured
Oh no I know, a dirty word

Hello, hello, hello, how low

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an Albino
A mosquito, my libido, yeah

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift, I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low

And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

Hello, hello, hello, how low


Nirvana, „Smells Like Teen Spirit” 
Stihovi: Kurt Cobain

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