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    NEVERMIND我喜欢朋克摇滚，我喜欢眼神古怪的女人，我喜欢毒品（尽管遭到了身体和理智的阻止）……我喜欢用最强烈的方式去诅咒，我喜欢诚实，我缺乏诚实。
　　――摘自柯特．科本《日志》

KURT的遗书　

致巴达：

　　这是一个饱经沧桑的傻子发出的声音，他其实更愿做个柔弱而孩子气的诉苦人。这张条子应该很容易理解。所有的警告都来自于这些年来的‘朋克摇滚101’，自从我第一次介入那包含着独立性、应当称为道德原则的东西之后，你们团结一致的拥戴已证明是非常真实的。我已经好多年都不能从听音乐，写音乐以及读和写东西中感到激奋了。对于这些事我感到了一种难以形诸文字的负罪感。比如说，但我们来到后台，灯火熄灭，人们狂躁的咆哮响起，这一切对我的影响就远不如对Freddy Mercury（“QUEEN”乐队主唱，1991年因艾滋病辞世。）影响那么大，，他似乎喜欢而且把玩那些从人群中而来的爱与赞美――那正是我赞赏与嫉妒的一切。

　　事实上我无法欺骗你们，无法欺骗你们中的任何一人。那对你对我都不公平。我能想起的最大罪恶便是欺骗人们，装模作样，做出一副我100%地快乐的样子。

　　有时候我似乎应当在出场之前有台打卡机。我尽了我全部的力量去喜欢这一切，我的确也喜欢。但这还不够。我喜欢这一事实，即我和我们乐队感染和款待了不少人。我太敏感了。我必须清度麻醉才能重获我在孩提时代曾有过的热情。在我们最后的三次巡演中，我对所结识的所有的人和我们音乐的歌迷都有了更多的欣赏，但我还是无法克服我对每个人都抱有挫折感、负罪感和同情。在我们所有人中都有善意，我就是太爱人们了！爱的太多以至于让我感到真的太他妈忧郁，一个略为忧郁的、敏感的、不领情的、双鱼座的耶稣式的人物！

　　我有一个女神般的妻子，她为理想和打动人而拼命努力，我还有个女儿，她让我回忆起我的很多过去，她对那些她遇到的人致以全部的爱和快乐的吻，因为每个人都那么好，而且不会对她有任何伤害。这也让我惊恐万分，以至于我只会瞠目结舌。我没法容忍那种想法，就是弗兰西丝将变成象我这样自我毁灭、走向绝路的摇滚歌手。

　　我快乐的拥有一切，非常快乐。我充满感激。可自打我7岁以来，我总的来说就对人类充满了仇视，仅仅因为人们似乎太过容易地友好相处，而且还会同情，同情！仅仅因为我觉得自己对人们有太多的爱与同情。从我那燃烧而令人欲呕的胃之深处感激你们所有的人，感激你们在过去岁月里所有的来信和关心。我是个太过反常和抑郁的小子！我已经没有任何激情了，所以要记住“与其苟延残喘，不如从容燃烧！”

和平，爱，同情。

Kurt Cobain

Frances 和 Courtney,

我会伴你们到老

Courtney 请继续前行，

为了Frances ，为了她的生活

没有我她的生活会快乐许多。

我爱你们！爱你们！！

To Boddah:

   Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complaind. This note should be pretty easy to understand.All the warnings from the Punk Rock 101 Courses over the years, it's my first introduction to the, shall we say ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has been proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to, as well as creating music, along with really writing something for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things,for example when we're backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins. It doesn't affect me in the way which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seemed to love and relish the love and admiration from the crowd,which is something I totally admire and envy.

    The fact is,I can't fool you, any of you. It simply isn't fair to you,or to me. The worst crime can think of would be to pull people off by faking it, pretending as if I'm having one 100% fun.

    Sometimes I feeln as though I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on-stage. I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it, and I do,God believe me, I do, but it's not enough. I appreciate the fact that I, and we, have affected, and entertained a lot of people. I must be one of the narcisists who only appreciate things when they're alone. I'm too sensitive,I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasm.But, what's sad is our child. On our last three tours, I've had a much better appreciation of all the people I've known personally, and as fans of our music. But I still can't get out the frustration, the guilt, and the sympathy I have for everybody. There is good in all of us, and I simply love people too much. So much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little sensitive unappreciative pisces Jesus man! why don't you just enjoy it? I dont know!

    I have a of a wide who sweats ambition and empadny,and a daughter who reminds me to much of what I use to be.full of love and joy, every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I cant stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable self destructive, deathrocker she become.

    I have it good, very good,and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along and have empathy. Empathy only because I love and feel for people too much I guess.Thank you from the pit of my burning nauseas stomach for your letters and concern during the last years. I'm too much of a neurotic moody person and I don't have the passion anymore,so remember, it's better to burn out, than fade away.

Peace, love, empathy,

Kurt Cobain

Frances and Courtney,

I'll be at your altar.

Please keep going Courtney

for Frances

for her life which will be so much

happier without me.

I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU!

Smells Like Teen Spirit

Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word 

Hello, hello, hello, how low? 

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little tribe has always been     
And always will until the end 

Hello, hello, hello, how low? 

And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind 

Hello, hello, hello, how low? 

With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yay, a denial
In Bloom

Sell the kids for food
weather changes moods
Spring is here again
reproductive glands 

He's the one who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
And I say aahh 

We can have some more, nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit, tender age in bloom
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 your, don't be late
Take a rest as a friend as an old memoria 

Come dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria 

And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun
Breed 

I don't care if I'm old
I don't mind if I don't have a mind
Get away, get away from your home
I'm afraid, I'm afraid of a ghost 

Even if you have
Even if you need
I don't mean to stare
We don't have to breed
We can plant a house
We can build a tree
I don't even care
We could have all three
She said
Lithium 

I'm so happy because today 
I've found my friends 
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, but that's okay, cause so are you
We've broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care
And I'm not scared
Light my candles in a daze 
Cause I've found god 
Hey, hey, hey 

I'm so lonely but that's okay I shaved my head
And I'm not sad
And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard
But I'm not sure
I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there
But I don't care
I'm so horny but that's okay
My will is good 
Hey, hey, hey 

I like it, I'm not gonna crack
I miss you, I'm not gonna crack
I love you, I'm not gonna crack
I kill you, I'm not gonna crack
Polly

Polly wants a cracker
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 please 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 
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
Territorial Pissings 

When I was an alien, cultures weren't opinions 

Never met a wise man, if so it's a woman 

Just because you're paranoid
Doesn't mean they're not after you   

Gotta find a way, to find a way, when I'm there 
Gotta find a way, a better way, I had better wait 

Drain You 

One baby to another said 
I'm lucky to have met you
I don't care what you think 
Unless it is about me
It is now my duty to completely drain you
A travel through a tube 
And end up in your infection 

Chew your meat for you
Pass it back and forth in a passionate kiss
From my mouth to yours because I like you 

With eyes so dilated
I've became your pupil
You've taught me everything
Without a poison apple
The water is so yellow, I'm a healthy student
Indebted and so grateful 
Vacuum out the fluids 

Sloppy lips to lips
You're my vitamins because I'm like you
Lounge Act

Truth covered in security
I can't let you smother me
I'd like to but it wouldn't work
Trading off and taking turns
I don't regret a thing

And I've got this friend, you see
Who makes me feel and I 
Wanted more  than I could steal
I'll arrest myself, I'll wear a shield
I'll go out of my way to prove I still 
Smell her on you 

Don't tell me what I wanna hear
Afraid of never knowing fear
Experience anything yoy need
I'll keep fighting jealousy
Until it's fucking gone 

I'll go out of my way to make you a deal
We've make a pact to learn from who
Ever we want without new rules
We'll share what's lost and what we grew
They'll go out of their way 
To prove they still
Smell her on you
Stay Away

Monkey see, monkey do
I don't know why I'd rather be deal than cool
Every line ends in rhyme
Less is more, love is blind

Stay away

Give an inch, take a smile
Fashion shits, fashion style
Throw it out and keep it in
Have to have poison skin

Stay away
God is gay, burn the flag
On A Plain

I'll start this off without any words
I got so high that I scratched 'til 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'm on a plain
I can't complain 

My mother died every night
It's safe to say, don't quote me on that 

The black sheep got blackmailed again
Forgot to put on the zip code 

Somewhere I have heard this before
In a dream my memory has stored

As a 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 

One more special message to go
And then I'm done then I can go home
　

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 haven't any feelings 

Something in the way