Alcohol


Nirvana – Gallons Of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through The Strip
(c) 1993 on In Utero

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!

I wish I had more opportunities
More chances to remember some things
So I couldn’t have so much pressure on my …
On my…um…head

We’d have so much more diversity
And so much more input, so much more creative flow
If we had someone in school, a GIT

GIT…geeks in town
Ha, come on Dave, think of one
Girls in trouble
It should be GIC, geeks with charvels
No, GWC
Fuck man, this is a waste of time

One more solo? Yeahhh! Yeahhh!

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 erected a beautiful city
A city of stars