Nirvana — Suicide Samurai Live

Blew your lace, oh As you darn into, oh As you love me, poise you Lady, our lakes are blushing by your hate I was yours and guilty If you lift the jewelries Special time as you can be Too much of this parade I was yours and not sure You had done into You got me into indoors Hear your legs, are in your rain I was your intention Or a drop dead, wish you Got me, on the river That's where lunch is, lunch is paid