Why doesn't she need him for a father?
Not only made us, but I can thrive on his shit.
Goring my manhood turns a man off.
Like Pepe LePew would say,
Hey, hey, hey! -- then we clash!
I got my diddly spayed
She laughs about it.
Shrinking inflections if the wind blows just right.
Jacking themselves off polyester.
I wanna jump, this isn't right!
Hey, when am I getting it back?
I don't know why,
I got a joke too silly to say.
Don't touch the balls.
I got a dick, Dick -- hear my fucking hate!
If you're wondering, it's gaining monthly.
(If your world is getting ugly)
Fiberglass insulated, the sky is cotton candy.
Spawning downstream, El Rancho Ovulate.
Freely kill him, make it wrong.
Bill has brought me deep in idyll.
(idyll / anal)
Billy Slim reminds me of someone.
I'm sick of being Mother Love Bone.
(I understand your fear for the love boat)
Don't need to kneel 'cause they wanna jump rope.
And I say, loooooook!
I got my diddly spayed,
I got a little tail,
Ahhhh, I got no balls.
Don't throw that ball.
I got a ..huh! huh!
When ya gonna learn?
Writer(s): Kurt Donald Cobain
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