- Apr 17, 2002
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I was listening to radio the other day a discussion on mis-heard lyrics and I thought most are pretty funny. I'm just listening to Nirvana.
Nirvana
Smells Like Teen Spirit
Where's the Lysol?
It just stings us!
Here we are now
Entertain us
I'm just stupid
And contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
I'm mulatto
I'm Albino
I'm a Skittle
Jalepeno
In Bloom
Sell your kids for food
When she change her mood
Stranger's here again
With a dark glance
Heeeere's the winding lights
All our pretty sons, Jenny
Likes she sings along, Andy
Likes to shoot his gun buddy
Don't felt what he means
Don't felt what he means
I said
Heeeere's the winding lights
All our pretty sons, Jenny
Likes she sings along, Andy
Likes to shoot his gun buddy
Don't felt what he means
Don't felt what he means
I sing yeah
Weed can last for more
Major is a whore
Roofs are sound-proof
Turned reagent blue
eeeere's the winding lights
All our pretty sons, Jenny
Likes she sings along, Andy
Likes to shoot his gun buddy
Don't felt what he means
Don't felt what he means
I said
Heeeere's the winding lights
All our pretty sons, Jenny
Likes she sings along, Andy
Likes to shoot his gun buddy
Don't felt what he means
Don't felt what he means
I sing yeah
Nirvana
Smells Like Teen Spirit
Where's the Lysol?
It just stings us!
Here we are now
Entertain us
I'm just stupid
And contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
I'm mulatto
I'm Albino
I'm a Skittle
Jalepeno
In Bloom
Sell your kids for food
When she change her mood
Stranger's here again
With a dark glance
Heeeere's the winding lights
All our pretty sons, Jenny
Likes she sings along, Andy
Likes to shoot his gun buddy
Don't felt what he means
Don't felt what he means
I said
Heeeere's the winding lights
All our pretty sons, Jenny
Likes she sings along, Andy
Likes to shoot his gun buddy
Don't felt what he means
Don't felt what he means
I sing yeah
Weed can last for more
Major is a whore
Roofs are sound-proof
Turned reagent blue
eeeere's the winding lights
All our pretty sons, Jenny
Likes she sings along, Andy
Likes to shoot his gun buddy
Don't felt what he means
Don't felt what he means
I said
Heeeere's the winding lights
All our pretty sons, Jenny
Likes she sings along, Andy
Likes to shoot his gun buddy
Don't felt what he means
Don't felt what he means
I sing yeah
