TV's screwed again
And I'm already bored
In this age of goldfish conciousness and rock star gods
How do you react?
And do I blaspheme if I say:
I killed Kurt Cobain
I killed Kurt Cobain
I killed Kurt Cobain
I killed Kurt Cobain
You still wear the face
Of a guy you never knew
Where were all your fucking shirts when jobs on strike went down
I don't see them around anymore
And again, you're caring
I killed Kurt Cobain
I killed Kurt Cobain
I killed Kurt Cobain
I killed Kurt Cobain
And when I'm bored
I go fucking ape shit
I be up on the walls
And I fucking hate it
I hate it, I hate it
Oh, I hate it
I hate it
I'm going nowhere
Nowhere
Nowhere
