MTV Unplugged Geffen Records Produit par Nirvana et Scott Litt MTV's "Unplugged" aux Sony Studios, New York, NY, le 18 novembre 1993 01. About A Girl 02. Come As You Are 03. Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A Sunbeam 04. The Man Who Sold The World 05. Pennyroyal Tea 06. Dumb 07. Polly 08. On A Plain 09. Something In The Way 10. Plateau 11. Oh Me 12. Lake Of Fire 13. All Apologies 14. Where Did You Sleep Last Night -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 01. About A Girl I need an easy friend. I do... With an ear to lend. I do... I think you fit this shoe. I do... But you have a clue Take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night Free... I do... I'm standing in your line. I do... I hope you have the time. I do... I pick a number to. I do... Keep a date with you Take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night Free... I do... I need an easy friend. I do... With an ear to lend. I do... I think you fit this shoe. I do... But you have a clue Take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night But I can't see you every night Free... I do... I do... I do... I do... -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 02. Come As You Are Come as you are, as you were, As I want you to be, As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy Take your time, hurry up, The choice is yours, don't be late Take a rest as a friend as an old memoria... Memoria... memoria... memoria... Come dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach, As I want you to be, As a trend, as a friend as an old enemy... Memoria... memoria... memoria... When I swear that I don't have a gun... No, I don't have a gun... No, I don't have a gun... 'Ria... memoria... memoria... memoria... When I swear that I don't have a gun... No I don't have a gun... No I don't have a gun... No I don't have a gun... No I don't have a gun... No I don't have a gun... Memoria... -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 03. Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A Sunbeam Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam Sunbeams are never made like me But don't expect me to cry For all the reasons you have to die Don't never ask your love of me Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me... Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam Sunbeams are never made like me But don't expect me to cry For all the reasons you have to die Don't never ask your love of me Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me... Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me... Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam Sunbeams are never made like me But don't expect me to cry For all the reasons you have to die Don't never ask your love of me Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me... -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 04. The Man Who Sold The World We passed upon the stairs We spoke in walls and web Although I wasn't there He said I was his friend Which came as a surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died along A long long time ago Oh no, not me We never lost control The face to face With the man who sold the world I laugh and shook his hand And made my way back home I searched afar the land For years and years I roamed I gazed a gazy stare We walked a million hills I must have died along A long long time ago Who knows? Not me I never lost control You're face to face With the man who sold the world Who knows? not me We never lost control Your face to face With a man who sold the world. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 05. Pennyroyal Tea I'm on my time with everyone I have very bad posture Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea I'm anemic royalty Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld So I can sigh eternally I'm so tired I can't sleep I'm anemic royalty I'm a liar and a thief I'm anemic royalty I'm on warm milk and laxatives Cherry-flavored antacids Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me I'm anemic Pennyroyal Tea I'm anemic royalty. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 06. Dumb I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light The day is done But I'm having fun I think I'm dumb Or maybe just happy Think I'm just happy Think I'm just happy Think I'm just happy My heart is broke But I have some glue Help me inhale And mend it with you We'll float around And hang out on clouds Then we'll come down Have a hangover Have a hangover Have a hangover Have a hangover Skin the sun Fall asleep Wish away The soul is cheap Lesson learned Wish me luck Soothe the burn Wake me up I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light The day is done But I'm having fun I think I'm dumb Or maybe just happy Think I'm just happy Think I'm just happy Think I'm just happy I think I'm dumb. (12x) -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 07. Polly Polly wants a cracker, I think I should get off of her first I think she wants some water To put out the blow torch It isn't me We have some seed Let me clip your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help to help myself I've got some rope, you have been told I promise you I have been true Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help to help myself Polly wants a cracker, Maybe she would like more food She asks me to untie her A chase would be nice for a few It isn't me We have some seed Let me clip your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help to help myself I've got some rope, you have been told I promise you I have been true Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help to help myself Polly says... Polly says her back hurts, And she's just as bored as me, She caught me off my guard, It amazes me the will of instinct It isn't me We have some seed Let me clip your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help to help myself I've got some rope, you have been told I promise you I have been true Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help to help myself. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 08. On A Plain I'll start this off without any words I got so high that I scratched till I bled I love myself better than you I know it's wrong So, what should I do? The finest day that I've ever had Was when I learned to cry on command I love myself better than you I know it's wrong So, what should I do? I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain My brother died every night It's safe to say, don't quote me on that I love myself better than you I know it's wrong So, what should I do? The black sheep got black mailed again Forgot to put on a zip code I love myself better than you I know it's wrong So, what should I do? I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain Somewhere I have heard this before In a dream my memory has stored As defense I'm neutered and spayed What the hell am I trying to say? It is now time to make it unclear, To write off lines that don't make sense I love myself better than you I know it's wrong So, what should I do? And one more special message to go, And then I'm done, then I can go home I love myself better than you I know it's wrong So, what should I do? I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 09. Something In The Way Underneath the bridge, The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped, Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass, And the drippings from the ceiling But it's okay to eat fish, 'Cause they don't have any feelings Something in the way. Mmm... Something in the way, yeah. Mmm... Something in the way. Mmm... Something in the way, yeah. Mmm... Underneath the bridge, The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped, Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass, And the drippings from the ceiling But it's okay to eat fish, 'Cause they don't have any feelings Something in the way. Mmm... Something in the way, yeah. Mmm... Something in the way. Mmm... Something in the way, yeah. Mmm... Something in the way. Mmm... Something in the way, yeah. Mmm... Something in the way. Mmm... Something in the way, yeah. Mmm... -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 10. Plateau 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 foot hills, shake the many hands Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there, but don't be scared. Who needs action when you got words? When you've finished with the mop then you can stop And look at what you've done The plateau's clean, no dirt to be seen, And the work, it was fun Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there, but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words? Many a hand began to scan around for the next plateau Some say it was Greenland and some say Mexico Others decided it was nowhere, except for where they stood Those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 11. Oh Me If I had to lose a mile, If I had to touch feeling, I would lose my soul the way I do I don't have to think, I only have to do it The results are always perfect, But that's old news Would you like to hear my voice Sprinkled with emotion? Invented at your birth. I can see the end of me. My hole expands, I cannot see Formulate affinity stored deep inside me. If I had to lose a mile, If I had to touch feeling, I would lose my soul the way I do I don't have to think, I only have to do it The results are always perfect, But that's old news Would you like to hear my voice Sprinkled with emotion? Invented at your birth. I can see the end of me. My hole expands, I cannot see Formulate affinity stored deep inside me. Formulate affinity... stored deep inside me. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 12. Lake Of Fire Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Go to a lake of fire and fry See 'em again till the fourth of July I knew a lady came from Duluth Bit by a dog with a rabbit tooth She ran to a grave just a little too soon Flew and laid down On the yellow moon Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Go to a lake of fire and fry See 'em again till the fourth of July People cry, people moan Look for a dry place to call their home Try to find some place to rest their bones Where the angels and the devils Try to make their own Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Go to a lake of fire and fry See 'em again till the fourth of July. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 13. All Apologies What else should I be All apologies What else should I say Everyone is gay What else could I write I don't have the right What else should I be All apologies In the sun... In the sun I feel as one In the sun... In the sun... Married... Buried... I wish I was like you Easily amused Find my nest of salt Everything is my fault I'll take all the blame Aqua seafoam shame Sunburn with freezerburn Choking on the ashes of her enemy In the sun... In the sun I feel as one In the sun... In the sun... Married... Buried... Married... Buried... Yey, yey, yey, yey... All alone is all we all are. (13x) -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 14. Where Did You Sleep Last Night My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through My girl, my girl, where will you go? "I'm going where the cold wind blows" In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through Her husband was a hard working man Just about a mile from here His head was found in a driving wheel But his body never was found My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through Through for me... My girl, my girl, where will you go? "I'm going where the cold wind blows" In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through My girl, my girl, where will you go? "I'm going where the cold wind blows" In the pines... pines... sun... shine I would shiver... the whole... night through.