Smells Like Teen Spirit

de Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox

Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over-bored and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will be until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

And I forgot, 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

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

A denial, a denial
Ah
Entertain us

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