Baixar Mais Tocadas: Nirvana clipes

I’m buried up to my neck in / Contradictory lies / I’ll take pride as the king of iliterature / I’m very ape and very nice

Goodbye, my friend, it’s hard to die / When all the birds are singing in the sky / Now that the spring is in the air / Pretty girls are everywhere

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

Won’t you believe, it’s just my luck / Won’t you believe, it’s just my luck / Won’t you believe, it’s just my luck / Won’t you believe, it’s just my luck

Polly wants a cracker / I think I should get off her first / I think she wants some water / To put out the blow torch