| Sifting - Nirvana |
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| Written by Alphons Wiera Kusuma |
| Tuesday, 22 July 2008 11:12 |
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Sifting by Nirvana Afraid, to grade Wouldn't it be fun Cross, said floss Wouldn't it be fun Wet, your bed Wouldn't it be fun Some, felt numb Wouldn't it be fun Your eyes, teacher said Your eyes, teacher said Your eyes, teacher said Preacher said Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Spell, the smell Wouldn't it be fun Search, for church Wouldn't it be fun Wet, your bed Wouldn't it be fun Cold, in coals Wouldn't it be fun Your eyes, teacher said Your eyes, teacher said Your eyes, preacher said Preacher said Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you |