Nirvana - MTV Unplugged Full Concert (HQ)

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Lista De Canciones:
1. About a Girl
2. Come As You Are
3. Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A Sunbeam
(Eugene Kelly/Frances McKee; The Vaselines)
4. The Man Who Sold the World
(David Bowie)
5. Pennyroyal Tea
6. Dumb
7. Polly
(Cobain/Nirvana)
8. On a Plain
9. Something in the Way
10. Plateau
(Kirkwood; Meat Puppets)
11. Oh, Me
(Kirkwood; Meat Puppets)
12. Lake Of Fire
(Kirkwood; Meat Puppets)
13. All Apologies
14. Where Did You Sleep Last Night?

Hello here.

Plectrum?

Good evening.

This is off our first record.
Most people don't own it.

- ABOUT A GIRL -

I need an easy friend
I do, with an ear to lend

I do, think you fit this shoe
I do, but DO you have a clue?

I'll 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, hope you have the time

I do, pick up number two
I do, keep a date with you

I take advantage while
You hang me out to dry

But I can't see you every night
Free

I need an easy friend
I do, with an ear to lend

I do, think you fit this shoe
I do, but DO you have a clue?

I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry

But I can't see you every night,
no I can't see you every night...

free

I do...

- 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,

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 memoria

Memoria, memoria, memoria

And I swear
that I don't have a gun.

No I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun.

...memoria, memoria, memoria, memoria

And I swear
that I don't have a gun.

No I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun.

Memoria.

Thanks.

This is our friend Lori Goldston on cello.

And this is our new guitar player, Pat.

He's a certified honorary punk rocker.

Thank you.

But he likes Queen better.

This was written by The Vaselines.

Well, it's a rendition of
an old Christian song, I think.

But we do it The Vaselines' way.

One, two, three, four.

- JESUS DON'T WANT ME FOR A SUNBEAM -

Jesus, don't want me for a sunbeam
Sunbeams are never made like me

Don't expect me to cry,
For all the reasons you had to die

Don't ever 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

Don't expect me to cry,
For all the reasons you had to die

Don't ever 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 laughing at me

Don't expect me to cry,
For all the reasons you had to die

Don't ever 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

I guarantee you I will screw this song up.

So...

- What song is it?
- You know which part.

I at least know which part I'll screw up.

- Thanks.
- He only screws one up.

- THE MAN WHO SOLD THE WORLD -

We passed upon the stair,
we spoke in was and when

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 alone,
a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
We never lost control

You're face to face
To The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hand,
and made my way back home

I searched for a foreign land,
for years and years I roamed

I gazed a gazeless stare,
we walked a million hills

I must have died alone,
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

You're face to face
Of the Man who Sold the World

Thanks. That was a David Bowie song.

Well, thanks.

- That was...
- I didn't screw it up, did I?

No.

OK, but here's another one
I could screw up.

- What is it?
- Am I gonna do this by myself?

- Pennyroyal Tea.
- Do it right.

- Are you gonna not sing?
- No.

- Do it by yourself.
- OK.

I think I'll try it in a different key.

I'll try it in the normal key,
and if it sounds bad...

these people will have to wait.
We'll do it over.

Do you have a smoke?

- 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 royalty

I'm anemic royalty

That sounded good.

Shut up.

What?

Really?

Let's do it now then.

We can't play those two
back-to-back, can we?

- After On A Plain.
- OK.

But On A Plain's tuned down to a D.

Let's play 'em back-to-back, who cares?

It'll be edited. This is a television show.

John, we're gonna do Dumb now, dummy.

- DUMB -

One, two, three, four.

I'm not like them
But I can pretend

The sun is gone,
But I have a light

The day is done,
I'm having fun

I think I'm dumb
Or maybe 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
And have a hangover

Have a hangover

Sit in the sun
Fall asleep

Wish away
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,
I'm having fun

I think I'm dumb
Or Maybe just happy

Think I'm just happy

I think I'm Dumb

C R E A T E D B Y T E D I

We didn't want to play
these two songs in a row

because they're exactly the same song.

So...

Ready?

- POLLY -

Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off her first

I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch

Isn't me, have a seed
Let me clip your dirty wings

Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself

Got some rope, you have been told
Promise you, I have been true

Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself

Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like some food

She asked me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few

Isn't me, have a seed
Let me clip dirty wings

Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself

Got some rope, you have been told
Promise you, I have been true

Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself

Polly said

Polly says her back hurts
She's just as bored as me

She caught me off my guard
Amazes me the will of instinct

Isn't me, have a seed
Let me clip dirty wings

Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself

Got some rope, you have been told
Promise you, I have been true

Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself

Can I have a little bit more monitors...

Ian, my vocals?

- ON A PLAIN -

Ready?

One, two, three, four.

I'll start this off without any words

I got so high 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 commmand

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 mother died every night

It's safe to say, quote me on that

I love myself better than you

I know it's wrong so what should I do?

The black sheep got blackmailed again

Forgot to put on the 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 a defence 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, and 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

Thank you.

Yeah, I need you to do a little beat
so I can keep time.

- Can you hear that?
- Yeah.

- SOMETHING IN THE WAY -

Underneath the bridge.
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

It's okay to eat fish
'Cause they don't have any feelings

Something in the way,
mmm-mmm

Something in the way,
yeah, mmm-mmm

Something in the way,
mmm-mmm

Something in the way,
yeah, mmm-mmm

Underneath the bridge.
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

It's okay to eat fish
'Cause they don't have any feelings

Something in the way,
mmm-mmm

Something in the way,
yeah, mmm-mmm

Something in the way,
mmm-mmm

Something in the way,
yeah, mmm-mmm

Something in the way,
mmm-mmm

Something in the way,
yeah, mmm-mmm

Something in the way,
mmm-mmm

Something in the way,
yeah, mmm-mmm

Thank you.

C R E A T E D B Y T E D I

I only have three cups of tea already
but thank you.

- Kumbaya!
- Hurry up?

Is that what you said?

Remember the little black bird
on Davey And Goliath?

- Little what?
- The little black bird sang Kumbaya.

No, I don't remember the little bird.

Remember that really evil episode
Where he was mad at this kid

and he had all these visions of...

"First, I'm going to take him up to a hill

"and tie him to a tree,
and tar and feather him!"

It was evil. That wasn't Christian at all.

- ..Interpretation.
- Yeah.

- ..Old Testament.
- Yeah.

What's next?

We're supposed to play
the Meat Puppets' song.

Right'?

OK, great.

Brothers Meat, come up on stage.

- That's an evil show, it scares me.
- Yeah.

It always did when I was a kid.

I thought the last one was your last one?

Shall I go with those guys?

These are the Brothers Meat Puppets.

We're big fans of theirs.

Strap on your gee-tar.

..Down.

- What?
- Nail it down.

What does that mean?

Nail what down?

You want us to play Nine Inch Nails songs?

I'm gonna read an anecdote.

Freebird!

I've been waiting for that.

I got a free bird for you right here.

I don't know how.

What do we wanna do first?

Time has come today.

OK. Do you wanna do Plateau first?

What are they tuning, a harp?

We're a rich rock band, we should have
a whole bunch of extra guitars.

- PLATEAU -

Many a hand has scaled
the grand old face of the plateau

Some belonged to strangers
AND some to folks you know

Holy ghosts and talk show hosts
are planted in the sand

To beautify the foothills,
shake the many hands

Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop

And an illustrated book about birds

See a lot up there but don't be scared

Who needs action when you got words

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 wo it was fun

Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop

And an illustrated book about birds

See a lot up there but don't be scared

Who needs action when you got words

Many a hands began to scan
around for the next plateau

Some SAID it was Greenland,
and some say Mexico

Others decided it was nowhere
except for where they stood

But those were all just guesses,
wouldn't help you if they could

- OK.
- That's Curt and that's Cris.

No, I'm Cris.

I'm Thing One, that's Thing Two.

Cover your hair and your eyes then.

OK, this is called Oh, Me.

- OH, ME -

If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings

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
And that's old news

Would you like to hear my voice
Sprinkled with emotion

Invented at your birth?

I can't see the end of me

My whole expanse I cannot see

I formulate infinity
Stored deep inside me

If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings

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
And that's old news

Would you like to hear my voice
Sprinkled with emotion

Invented at your birth?

I can't see the end of me

My whole expanse I cannot see

I formulate infinity
Stored deep inside me

You had the words.

One more. This is called Lake Of Fire.

All these songs are off our second record.

Ready-o.

- 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 them again 'till the Fourth of July

I knew a lady who came from Duluth

Bitten by a dog with a rabid tooth

She went to her grave just a little too soon

flew away howling 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 them again 'till the Fourth of July

People cry and people moan

Look for a dry place to call their home

Try to find some place to rest their bones

Of an angels and the devils try to make 'em 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 them again 'till the Fourth of July

Thank you. Thanks for your time.

Thank you, Nirvana!

That was the Meat Puppets.

- What now?
- Let's see.

- Any requests?
- Sliver!

Sliver, that's a good one.

Lead Belly.

How are we supposed to play
In Bloom acoustically?

I need a plectrum.

Yeah.

- ALL APOLOGIES -

What else should I be?
All apologies.

What else should I say?
Everyone is gay.

What else should 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`s my fault

I'll take all the blame
I'll proceed from shame

Sunburn with freezer burn
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!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

All alone is all we are

Thank you.

- Wanna try Sliver?
- What?

- Maybe. I don't know.
- What?

Sliver?

I don't think we should do that one.

You gotta scream in it.

Yeah, I have to scream in it.

Not that I've been doing that all night.

- What else you wanna do?
- D-7.

That's not our song.
We've been playing covers all night.

Rape Me.

That's for Tori Amos.

- No, I'm sorry, this is the last song...
- Shame!

This is the last song of the evening.

- Rape her!
- Rape you!

Jeremy.

Play Jeremy!

What are we doing'?

- How much time do we have?
- An hour about...

I don't even know how to play that.

Neither do I. Everything they've been
blurting out I don't know how to play.

In Bloom!

I can't think of anything.

- What about, um...
- He'd like some more requests.

- Serve The Servants!
- Scentless Apprentice!

Rape Me!

- Was that Kennedy?
- I don't think MTV would let us play that.

We can do two things...

Fuck you all,
this is the last song of the evening.

What is it?

This was written by
my favorite performer.

Our favorite performer, isn't it?
All of ours?

You like him the best?

If you could give us a donation...
Kurt wants to buy Lead Belly's guitar...

Yeah, this guy representing
the Lead Belly estate

wants to sell me Lead Belly's guitar
for $500,000.

We're passing a basket
if anybody wants to...

I even asked David Geffen personally
if he'd buy it for me.

He wouldn't do it.

OK.

- 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

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, in the pines

Where the sun don't ever shine

I would shiver the whole night through

Thank you.