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Hole
Hole


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Откуда Los Angeles
Жанры Alternative Rock
Punk Rock
Power pop
Годы 1989—н.в.
Лейблы Geffen Records
Mercury Records
Sympathy For The Record Industry
DGC Records
City Slang
См. также Melissa Auf der Maur
The Smashing Pumpkins
Pagan Babies
Babes in Toyland
Janitor Joe
Tinker
Rodney & the Tube Tops
RRIICCEE
Larrikin Love
Состав
Courtney Love
Micko Larkin
Shawn Dailey
Stu Fisher
Бывшие участники
Melissa Auf der Maur
Eric Erlandson
Lisa Roberts
Caroline Rue
Mike Geisbrecht
Errol Stewart
Jill Emery
Patty Schemel
Leslie Hardy
Kristen Pfaff
Samantha Maloney



Альбом Hole


My Body, The Hand Grenade (28.10.1997)
28.10.1997
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Miss World (demo version; previously unreleased)
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Softer, Softest (from MTV's Unplugged)
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Season Of The Witch (from MTV's Unplugged)
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. . .


It'll come down and look you in the eye
The way you're gonna go with no place to die
My water breaks like turpentine
I sit dead in the sacrifice
You get to watch, you get to watch
Now you get to watch me die
Bless my body and bless my soul
Wrap it in turpentine
I see you standing, whatever for?
All the lads know I like it cold and raw
Who really knows where the ruby rides?
I see all the sick reflections in your ruby eyes
And I know all you devils by your Christian names
And I know all you bitches by your Christian names
You get to watch, I get to watch
Now I get to watch you die
Bless my body and bless my soul
Wrap it in turpentine
Acrid, syphilic coteries
Put your head up over your legs
Count backwards from infinity
Eat the rose and the dirt it grows in
They don't even know what hole that's supposed to go in
And now you're mad and you're slapping me
It stinks up here in the junkie tree
You get to watch, you get to watch
Now you get to watch me die
Bless my body and bless my soul
Wrap it in turpentine
Acrid, syphilic coteries
Put your legs up over your head
I've been walking to your suicide
See the human hometown suicide
I've ceased to exist on the Christmas list
I've ceased to exist in your disease
I lie right down, baby, give it to me
I lie right down
Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards
Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards
Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards
Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards
Nowhere to walk, black was gold
Nowhere...


. . .


She's a bimbo playing on the damn phone

I can really fuck you up, yeah
Because I'm the demon buttercup
You have to spit to see the shine
I see the carcass in your eyes

Before I go to sleep
Get it away from me

See the demon whore has eyes
Well, everything you look at dies
I gotta run up the phone bill
Because I'm a loser buttercup, uh-huh

Before I fall in too
Baby, I don't owe you

I could really suck you in
And you'll never see the light again
I gotta run up your phone bill
Because I'm a loser buttercup, uh-huh

Oh, I just want more
Baby, I just get bored


. . .


Retard girl makes us sick
Retard, poke her with a stick
Well, she walks funny
Kind of like a pig
God, I hate that retard girl
See the retard girl walking in the schoolyard
In the same dress from fourth grade
See the retard girl cross-eyed in the schoolyard
Looking for the friend she made
The retard girl, retard girl
The retard girl
Yeah, don't forget her face
As shines the moon among the lesser fires
She is sucking dick out in the yard
Well, she walks funny
Kind of like a pig
God, I hate that retard girl
Hey, the retard girls all walk funny
She don't think like the others do
See the retard girl squirming in the mud
Throw her in the trash can
See what she does
The retard girl, retard girl
The retard girl
Yeah, don't forget a face
I asked her mother, "Why'd you implode?"
Well, her head's so big
It just might explode
And she walks funny
Kind of like a pig
God, I hate that retard girl
Hit her
See that retard girl staring at the sun
What does she see?
See the retard girl stare at everyone
I hope she doesn't see me
Retard girl, the retard girl
The retard girl
Yeah, don't forget her face
Retard girl
The retard girl
The retard girl
Don't throw her away


. . .


Now you complain and say you want the keys
Over my dead body, baby, that's where they'll be
Forget the knots around your neck
You say you remember, baby, you forget

Hey hey, this much is true
I never trusted you
Hey hey, this much is true
Now I'd burn black for you

And I try just to forget
Never, I won't
Never, I won't
Never, ever, never

Saying things that you can't hear
My dumb mouth to your deaf ear
Gushing lump, a violent smear
My dumb mouth to your deaf ear

Hey hey, this much is true
I never twisted you
Hey hey, this much is true
Baby, I'd burn black for you

No, I won't go down to it
Never, I won't
Never, I won't
Never, I won't Never

Crawl right up the wall
Up the stairs and down your hall

Now you beg and you want me
Over my dead body, baby, that's where I'll be
And you laugh at my disease
While sugar runs from my arteries

Hey hey, this much is true
I never bothered you
Hey hey, this much is true
Baby, I'd burn black for you

And I try just to forget
Never, I won't
Never, I won't
Never, I won't
Never

Starts out like magic, some sick religion
That ain't no vulture, that's a fucking pigeon
She's got vultures in her hair
And blood and feathers, they are everywhere
You want retreat, filthy and deep
A dead moon, a drunken seed
Baby, there is a room full of death and whores and truth
And I am waiting in that room
And I am sorry I did that for you
It's all whores, it's all pain
It's all disease, man, it's all the same
My little Judas, my little twin
Where you start, that's where I begin
She said, "I want it NOW!"


. . .


It'll come down and look you in the eye
The way you're gonna go with no place to die
My water breaks like turpentine
I sit dead in the sacrifice
You get to watch, you get to watch
Now you get to watch me die
Bless my body and bless my soul
Wrap it in turpentine
I see you standing, whatever for?
All the lads know I like it cold and raw
Who really knows where the ruby rides?
I see all the sick reflections in your ruby eyes
And I know all you devils by your Christian names
And I know all you bitches by your Christian names
You get to watch, I get to watch
Now I get to watch you die
Bless my body and bless my soul
Wrap it in turpentine
Acrid, syphilic coteries
Put your head up over your legs
Count backwards from infinity
Eat the rose and the dirt it grows in
They don't even know what hole that's supposed to go in
And now you're mad and you're slapping me
It stinks up here in the junkie tree
You get to watch, you get to watch
Now you get to watch me die
Bless my body and bless my soul
Wrap it in turpentine
Acrid, syphilic coteries
Put your legs up over your head
I've been walking to your suicide
See the human hometown suicide
I've ceased to exist on the Christmas list
I've ceased to exist in your disease
I lie right down, baby, give it to me
I lie right down
Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards
Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards
Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards
Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards
Nowhere to walk, black was gold
Nowhere...


. . .


You look good in my dress
i get your friends to clean this mess
You look good in my clothes
I could feel where the doctor goes

My beautiful son
My beautiful soon
My beautiful sooon
My beautiful sooooon

yeeeaaah
nooo
yeeeaaah
I know

He had ribbons in his hair
and lipstick was everywhere
you look good in my dress
you look good in my dress

My beautiful son
My beautiful soon
My beautiful sooon
My beautiful sooooon

yeeeaaah
i know
yeeeaaah
I know

you're buried
like me
you're buried

yeeeaaah
I know
yeeeaaah
I know

My beautiful son
My beautiful soon
My beautiful sooon
My beautiful son (start fade)


. . .


She spent twenty years in the dakota
Every single day it was black in the dakota
Riot grrrls think you can stop me
And you're forever in her debt
Well I know you haven't sent me
And you haven't sent her yet
She spent twenty years like a virus
They want to burn the witch who's inside us
Well you, you don't fuck with the fabulous four
Or you spend the rest of your life
Picking things up off the floor
She's still alive but i am sure
That all the stars belong to her
On california king-sized beds
She's wrapped in rags inside my head
This is the story, this is the story of someone who's wild
Big black rules, pearl, life
I don't remember, I forget
Oh, baby dry your dirty eyes
My water breaks like turpentine
The pee girl burns to be a bride
Your ever lovely suicide
Are they coming for me
Are they coming soon
Hey jude, hey jude
Are they coming for me
Judy, judy
Are they coming soon
I don't remember, I forget
The pee girl burns to be a bride
Your ever lovely suicide
I don't remember, I forget

. . .


I am the girl you know can't look you in the eye
I am the girl you know so sick i cannot try
I am the one you want can't look you in the eye
I am the girl you know i lie and lie and lie

i'm miss world, somebody kill me
kill me pills, no one cares my friends
my friends

im miss world, watch me break and watch me burn
no one is listening my friends

i make my bed i lie in it
i make my bed i die in it
i make my bed i lie in it
i make my bed i die in it

cute girls watch
when i eat ether
suck me under, maybe forever my friends
i make my bed i lie in it
i make my bed i die in it
i make my bed i lie in it
i make my bed i cry in it
i make my bed i lie in it
i make my bed i cry in it
i make my bed i die in it
my friend
i am the girl you know can't look you in the eye....

. . .


And I will await your highness
I'm so high I cannot walk
And I will await
You cripple
You take away my pride
My peace, my empathy
No babies sleep on atrophy
Your unborn love and fetal stress
Hard bitter candy, legless caress

What was she for Halloween?
The ugliest girl you've ever seen
Someday she will die alone

What was she for Valentine's?
An old forgotten concubine
Someday she will die for no one

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All the lies in her place
Jesus saves
Old age
Old age
Old age

It's okay to kill your idols
Just pretend you have no rivals
We all know that she is friendless

Spits at mirrors; it's not an issue
Just remove the hateful tissues
We all know her rage is endless

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All the lies in her place
Jesus saves
Old age
Old age
Old age
Old age

And then she begs and she says "Pretty please?
I'll make her pure again; I'll make her clean"

No one knows she's Hester Prynne
Someone please tell Anne Boleyn
Chokers are back in again

Someday she won't have to fake it
Living will itself seem sacred
Someday she will just refuse

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All the lies in her place
Jesus saves
Old age
Old age
Old age
Jesus saves
Old age

(Rest in pieces) I'm sorry
(Me in pieces) So sorry
(Rest in pieces) I'm sorry
(Me in pieces) So sorry


. . .


I tell you everything
And I hope that you won't tell on me
I'd give you anything
I know that you won't tell on me

The pee girl gets the belt
It only makes me mind
Your milk is so sour
And I can only cry
And I can only cower
And I can only cry
You have all the power

I've got a blister from touching everything I see
The abyss opens up
It steals everything from me

The pee girl gets the belt
It only makes me mind
Your milk is so sick
Your milk has a dye
Your milk has a dick
Your milk has a dye
Your milk has a dick

Burn the witch
The witch is dead
Burn the witch
Just bring me back her head

The pee girl gets the belt
It only makes me mind
Your milk is so mean
Your milk turns to crime
Your milk turns to cream
Your milk turns to crime
Your milk turns to cream
Your milk turns to crime!
Your milk turns to cream!
Your milk turns to crime
Your milk turns to cream


. . .


He hit me and it felt like a kiss
He hit me but it didn't hurt me
He couldn't stand to hear me say
That I'd been with someone new
And when I told him I had been untrue
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
He hit me and I knew he loved me
'Cause if he didn't care for me
I could have never made him mad
He hit me and I was glad
Baby won't you stay...
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
He hit me and I knew I loved him
'Cause when he took me in his arms With all the tenderness there is
He hit me and he made me glad
Baby won't you stay...


. . .


Well, I look out my window
What do you think I see?
Thousands of people
Staring back at me
And it's strange
It's strange
It's strange
It's strange
You've got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every stitch
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Well, I look over my shoulder
What do you think I see?
Some little man lookin' over his shoulder
Staring straight back at me
It's strange
It's strange
It's strange
It's strange
You've got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every stitch
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Must be the season of the witch (x10)
I...I'll wait...forever and ever and ever and ever...


. . .


Oh yeah, he wants to take you
Take you away from your life
Oh yeah, he wants to take you
Take you away from your life
Oh yeah, he wants to take you
Take you by the hand
Oh God, just let him rape you
Baby, I think you'll understand
Just you wait till everyone is hooked
Oh yeah, he wants to take you
Take you by the hand
Oh baby, let him break you
Then I think you'll understand
Are you gonna sit and watch me?
Watch me while I go down
Are you gonna sit and watch me?
Watch me while I drown
Oh God, he wants to take you
Take you away from your life
Oh God, he wants to break you
Take you away from your lies
Oh yeah, he wants to take you
Take you by the hand
Oh baby, let him break you
Then I think you'll understand
Are you gonna sit and watch me?
Watch me while I go down
Are you gonna sit and watch me?
Watch me while I drown
Oh God, he wants to take you
Take you away from your life
Oh God, he wants to break you
Take you away from your lies
Well, I sit on the corner and I drink drown soda
I'm gonna bomb the whole state of Minnesota
And it's been a while, I'm a little annoyed
I'm gonna fuck the whole state of Illinois
Yeah, I'm toiling in shit, he's got no place to go
I'm gonna fuck the whole state of Ohio
She sits on Broadway with her rattle
She's gonna fuck the whole city of Seattle


. . .


Every time that I sell myself to you
I feel a little bit cheaper than I need to
I will tear the devil out of you
Rose red, I will make you tell the truth

Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
If she was asking for it
Did she ask you twice?

Every time that I stare into the sun
Angel dust and my dress just comes undone
Every time that I stare into the sun
Be a model or just look like one
Wild eye rot gut do me in
Do you think you can make me do that again?

Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
If she was asking for it
Did she ask you twice?

If you live through this with me
I swear that I would die for you
And if you live through this with me
I swear that I would die for you

Fuck you

Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
If she was asking for it
Did she ask you twice?

Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
If she was asking for it
Did she ask you twice?

I...don't...care...anymore

And if you live through this with me
I swear that I would die for you
And if you live through this with me
I swear that I would die for you

Live...live...live...live...live

I don't care about what you do
Yeah, you walk in the room
Yeah, I'm impressed
You know your reason for living
I still haven't guessed

. . .


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