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geschrieben am: 04.11.2006 um 23:32 Uhr
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Ich liebe diese Band und ich liebe diese Lied..
Something in the way
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
It's okay to eat fish 'cause they don't have any feelings
Something in the way, mmm (x3)
Something in the way, yeah, mmm
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
It's okay to eat fish 'cause they don't have any feelings
Something in the way, mmm (x3)
Something in the way, yeah, mmm
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geschrieben am: 04.11.2006 um 23:40 Uhr
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Und noch eins =)
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
In the pines in the pines
where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
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
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
(shiver for me)
My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines in the pines
where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
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
In the pines, the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
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geschrieben am: 07.11.2006 um 18:15 Uhr
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geschrieben am: 23.11.2006 um 22:25 Uhr
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Lithium
I'm so happy 'cause today I've found my friends ...
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, but that's okay, 'cause so are you ...
We've broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care ...
And I'm not scared
Light my candles,
In a daze 'Cause I've found god
Yeah (x6)
I'm so lonely but that's okay, I shaved my head ...
And I'm not sad
And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard ...
But I'm not sure
I'm so excited,
I can't wait to meet you there ...
But I don't care
I'm so horny, that's okay ...
My will is good
Yeah (x6) (x2)
I like it - I'm not gonna crack
I miss you - I'm not gonna crack
I love you - I'm not gonna crack
I killed you - I'm not gonna crack
I'm so happy 'cause today I've found my friends ...
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, but that's okay, 'cause so are you ...
We've broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care ...
And I'm not scared Light my candles,
In a daze 'Cause I've found god
Yeah (x6)
I like it - I'm not gonna crack
I miss you - I'm not gonna crack
I love you - I'm not gonna crack
I killed you - I'm not gonna crack (x2)
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geschrieben am: 23.11.2006 um 22:29 Uhr
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Rape me
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me my friend
Am I the only one ?
Am I the only one ?
Am I the only one ?
Am I the only one ?
My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
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geschrieben am: 23.11.2006 um 22:31 Uhr
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Come as you are
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 yours, don't be late.
Take a rest as a friend as an old
memoria, memoria, memoria.
Come doused in mud,
soaked in bleach, as I want you to be;
as a trend, as a friend as an old
memoria, memoria, memoria
And I swear that I don't have a gun. No, I don't
have a gun
Memoria, memoria
And I swear that I don't have a gun. No, I don't
have a gun. No, I don't have a gun.
No, I don't have a gun.
Memoria
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geschrieben am: 23.11.2006 um 22:33 Uhr
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About a girl
I need an easy friend
I do... with an ear to lend
I do... think you fit this shoe
I do... but 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 do...
I'm standing in your line
I do... hope you have the time
I do... pick a number two
I do... keep a date with you.
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free.
I do...
I need an easy friend
I do... with an ear to lend
I do... think you fit this shoe
I do... but you have a clue.
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
I can see you every night
....Free.
I do, I do, I do, I do. . ..
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geschrieben am: 23.11.2006 um 22:44 Uhr
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Half the man I used to be
Forward yesterday
Makes me wanna stay
What they said was real
Makes me wanna steal
Livin' under house
Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse
All's I gots is time
Got no meaning, just a rhyme
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
I'm half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be
Feelin' uninspired
Think I'll start a fire
Everybody run
Bobby's got a gun
Think you're kinda neat
Then she tells me I'm a creep
Friends don't mean a thing
Guess I'll leave it up to me
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
I'm half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
I'm half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be,
Half the man I used to be
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geschrieben am: 23.11.2006 um 23:15 Uhr
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Lake of fire
When do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
They go to a lake of fire and fry
See'em again 'till the 4th of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth
Bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
And flew away howlin' on the yellow moon
Where do bad folks when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
They go to a lake of fire and fry
See'em again 'till the 4th of July
People cry and people moan
They look for a dry place to call their home
They try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and devils try to make their own
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
They go to a lake of fire and fry
See'em again 'till the 4th of July
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geschrieben am: 23.11.2006 um 23:22 Uhr
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Polly
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
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 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
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
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geschrieben am: 23.11.2006 um 23:37 Uhr
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The man who sold the world
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 a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago
Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare
At all the millions here
I must have died alone (Alt: I must have died along)
A long, long time ago
[x2]
Who knows
Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
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geschrieben am: 23.11.2006 um 23:44 Uhr
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In bloom
Sell the kids for food
weather changes moods
Spring is here again
reproductive glands
(chorus)
He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means
And I say... yeaahh
(repeat)
We can have some more
nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
tender age in bloom
(chorus)
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geschrieben am: 23.11.2006 um 23:52 Uhr
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Smells like teen spirit
Load up on guns and bring your friends
Its fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh ,no ,I know a dirty word
{chorus}
Hello ,hello,hello,how low?
Hello,hello, hello,how low?
Hello,hello,hello,how low?
Hello,hello,hello,how low?
With the light out its less dangerous
Here,we are now ,entertain us
I feel stupid and contageous
Here,we are now entertain us
A mulato, 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
{chorus}
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
{chorus}
A denial x9
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geschrieben am: 06.01.2007 um 20:38 Uhr
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geschrieben am: 06.01.2007 um 23:55 Uhr
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<font color="#006699">Kurt Cobain
Kurt Donald Cobain wurde am 20. Februar 1967 in Aberdeen, Washington, USA, geboren.
Seine Eltern ließen sich scheiden, als Kurt Cobain acht Jahre alt war. Das Kind wurde zwischen seinen Eltern hin und hergeschoben und erlebte im frühen Jugendalter den Selbstmord zweier Onkel.
Kurz vor Abschluss der Highschool verließ Cobain die Schule, worauf er von seiner Mutter auf die Straße gesetzt wurde. Cobain lernte in dieser Zeit Krist Novoselic kennen, mit dem er eine Band gründete.
1988 benannte Cobain seine Band nach einigen Namensänderungen in „Nirvana“ um. Jack Endino war von Cobain beeindruckt und nahm „Nirvana“ bei seinem neu gegründeten Label „Sub Pop“ unter Vertrag. Im gleichen Jahr erschien die erste Single "Love Buzz"/"Big Cheese" und der Radiosender KCMU spielte zum ersten Mal einen Song von Nirvana - "Floyd the Barber".
Mitte 1989 kam das erste „Nirvana“-Album mit dem Titel „Bleach“ auf den Markt. Der Erfolg blieb mäßig und die Platte wurde lediglich in den Alternative Charts notiert. Auf Tourneen verbreitete „Nirvana“ den Grunge und inspirierte Bands wie „Screaming Trees“ oder „Soundgarden“. Cobain und Novoselic stellten nach einigen Drummer-Wechseln Dave Grohl ein, der bis zur Auflösung von „Nirvana“ dabeiblieb.
Im April 1991 unterschrieb die Band offiziell beim Major-Label „Geffen Records“ einen Vertrag. „Nirvana“ begann mit den Aufnahmen zum Album "Nevermind".
Als „Nevermind“ ein halbes Jahr später erschien, erregte es großes Aufsehen im bisherige Musikbizz.
Das Album verdrängte im Januar 1992 Michael Jacksons "Dangerous“ von Platz eins der Billboard Charts und verkaufte sich über 10 Millionen Mal. Die Single-Auskopplung „Smells Like Teen Spirit“ wurde zur Jugendhymne und Cobain stieg zum geistigen Führer der Grunge-Bewegung auf. In einem Club in Los Angeles traf er Courtney Love von der Band „Hole“ wieder, die er bereits 1989 kennengelernt hatte.
Im Februar 1992 heirateten Cobain und Courtney Love auf Hawaii. Aus dieser Verbindung ging Tochter Frances Bean Cobain hervor. Gegen Jahresende 1992 kam das dritte „Nirvana“-Album „Incesticide“ auf den Markt.
Mittlerweile litt Cobain an psychischen Problemen, die sich immer mehr verschärften. Der Druck des Labels und der plötzliche Ruhm waren zu viel für ihn. Mit Heroin verschaffte er sich den vermeintlichen Ausgleich. Der Musiker sprach in dieser Zeit häufig von Selbstmord, seine Gesundheit war angeschlagen und die Drogenprobleme verschlimmerten sich.
Nichtsdestotrotz nahm „Nirvana“ im Februar 1993 das vierte Album auf. Der Arbeitstitel lautete: "I hate myself and I want to die". Das Album wurde im September 1993 unter dem Namen „In Utero“ veröffentlicht. Es erreicht auf Anhieb Platz eins in den Charts.
Am 18. November 1993 spielte Nirvana eine Unplugged-Session in New York für MTV.
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geschrieben am: 07.01.2007 um 00:03 Uhr
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<font color="#006699">Im März 1994 unternahm Cobain einen ersten Selbstmordversuch. Er schluckt eine Überdosis aus Champagner und Rohypnol. Dies bescherte ihm anschließend einen Aufenthalt in der Klinik "Exodus Recovery Center" in Los Angeles.
Kurt Cobain floh jedoch aus der Klinik, spritzte sich eine Überdosis Heroin und erschoss sich. Als er am 14. April 1994 beigesetzt wurde, war der Star bereits zur Legende geworden, der in einem Atemzug mit verstorbenen Musikern wie Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin und Brian Jones („Rolling Stones“) genannt wird.
Bis heute verweigern die Behörden in Seattle eine offizielle Grabstätte. Sie fürchten ähnliche Zustände wie am Pariser Grab des „Doors“-Sängers James Douglas Morrison. Die Garage, in der sich Kurt Cobain erschoss, wurde abgerissen.
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geschrieben am: 03.01.2008 um 19:25 Uhr
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Nirvana - About A Girl
I need an easy friend
I do, with an ear to lend
I don't 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
I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free
I need an easy friend
I do whip her in to land
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
No I can't see you every night
Free
I do (x4)
...mein 2. Lieblingslied von Nirvana.... neben "Smells Like Teens Spirit"... Songtext stand aber schon weiter unten....
ich war 1 Jahr und 10 Monate alt als er starb  ....
...super Idee, ein Nirvana-Forum zu machen, (grün), Anke
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geschrieben am: 03.01.2008 um 19:47 Uhr
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danke..
diesen Songtext hab ich hier schon gepostet.. (: |
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geschrieben am: 19.05.2008 um 19:31 Uhr
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 Nirvana - Plateau
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
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
Well the many hands began to scan around for the next plateau
Some said it was in Greenland and some say Mexico
Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood
Those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could
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ich find das Lied total KLASSE
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