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Old Age
Status
Nirvana Song
Song Author
Kurt Cobain
Writing Period
1991
Recording Session(s)
March 1991 - Boom box / 4-track demos
May to June 1991 - Sound City, Van Nuys CA {prod by Butch Vig}
Notes
A 1:10 clip of this song surfaced in the late '90s ('97 or '98?) when The Stranger published an article on their site and included links to the song in both WAV and RealAudio formats. Krist Novoselic was rumored to have been the person that provided the tape to The Stranger. The song was originally found on an early '90s boombox recording that was given to Butch Vig a week before the Nevermind sessions.
Kurt Cobain later gave the song to Courtney Love and Hole released their rendition on some formats of the '93 EP Beautiful Son, which featured a photo of a young Cobain as the front artwork. Hole also released the song on My Body, The Hand Grenade in '97, and played the song during their 1995.02.14 Unplugged session.
Fake instrumentals of this song have circulated. Apparently someone wanted to prove how easy it was to fool people.
Availability
Releases in the Bootography
Alternate/Working Titles
None Documented
Common Mislabels
None Documented
Mislabels in the Bootography
None Documented
Lyrics
Boombox recording (Interpretation 1)
Some day I will blame my mother
For the reason she became my mother
Some day I will die over
I'm no ?
No more prayers just clean my cover
Some day I will die over
He sings to me tonight
And I know without a doubt
There's no way out of you
Heaven knows
Old age
Boombox recording (Interpretation 2)
I'm not gone to invade my summer
One more breath, could you be my plumber?
Someday I wouldn't find a way to blow her
I'm no breath couldn't be my sugar
One more breath, could you be my plumber?
Someday I wouldn't find a way to blow her
Kill, kill, kill that
In a low I'm gone
Every way I am you, ever know
Over you, over you
From Hole's My Body The Hand Grenade
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 (x3)
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 (x4)
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 (x3)
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
From Hole's Unplugged
Rest in peace and me in pieces
Rest in peace and me in pieces
And I will await your highness
I'm so high I cannot talk
And I will awake
You cripple
You take away my time, my peace, my dignity
No babies sleep when you're near me
Your unborn love and fetal dress
Hard bitter candy, fated caress
What was she for Halloween?
The ugliest girl you've ever seen
Someday she will die alone
Someday she won't have to fake it
Living will itself seem sacred
Someday he will die alone
He seemed to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in his place
Jesus saves
Old age (x3)
It's okay to kill your idols
Just pretend you have no rivals
They all think that she is friendless
Spits at mirrors, it's not an issue
Just remove the hateful tissue
They all think that we were friendless
He seemed to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in my place
Jesus saves
Old age (x3)
Jesus saves
And I begged him
I said pretty please
Just make me pure again
Just make me clean
What was she for Halloween?
The ugliest girl you've ever seen
Someday she will die alone
What was she for Valentine's?
And old forgotten rape of mine
Someday she will die
He seemed to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in his place
Jesus saves
Old age (x3)
Jesus saves
Rest in peace and me in pieces
Rest in peace and me in pieces
Peace in pieces
(I'm sorry.. so sorry.. I'm sorry)
He said she said rest in peace and
He said she said rest in pieces
Old Age
Status
Nirvana Song
Song Author
Kurt Cobain
Writing Period
1991
Recording Session(s)
March 1991 - Boom box / 4-track demos
May to June 1991 - Sound City, Van Nuys CA {prod by Butch Vig}
Notes
A 1:10 clip of this song surfaced in the late '90s ('97 or '98?) when The Stranger published an article on their site and included links to the song in both WAV and RealAudio formats. Krist Novoselic was rumored to have been the person that provided the tape to The Stranger. The song was originally found on an early '90s boombox recording that was given to Butch Vig a week before the Nevermind sessions.
Kurt Cobain later gave the song to Courtney Love and Hole released their rendition on some formats of the '93 EP Beautiful Son, which featured a photo of a young Cobain as the front artwork. Hole also released the song on My Body, The Hand Grenade in '97, and played the song during their 1995.02.14 Unplugged session.
Fake instrumentals of this song have circulated. Apparently someone wanted to prove how easy it was to fool people.
Availability
Releases in the Bootography
Alternate/Working Titles
None Documented
Common Mislabels
None Documented
Mislabels in the Bootography
None Documented
Lyrics
Boombox recording (Interpretation 1)
Some day I will blame my mother
For the reason she became my mother
Some day I will die over
I'm no ?
No more prayers just clean my cover
Some day I will die over
He sings to me tonight
And I know without a doubt
There's no way out of you
Heaven knows
Old age
Boombox recording (Interpretation 2)
I'm not gone to invade my summer
One more breath, could you be my plumber?
Someday I wouldn't find a way to blow her
I'm no breath couldn't be my sugar
One more breath, could you be my plumber?
Someday I wouldn't find a way to blow her
Kill, kill, kill that
In a low I'm gone
Every way I am you, ever know
Over you, over you
From Hole's My Body The Hand Grenade
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 (x3)
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 (x4)
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 (x3)
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
From Hole's Unplugged
Rest in peace and me in pieces
Rest in peace and me in pieces
And I will await your highness
I'm so high I cannot talk
And I will awake
You cripple
You take away my time, my peace, my dignity
No babies sleep when you're near me
Your unborn love and fetal dress
Hard bitter candy, fated caress
What was she for Halloween?
The ugliest girl you've ever seen
Someday she will die alone
Someday she won't have to fake it
Living will itself seem sacred
Someday he will die alone
He seemed to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in his place
Jesus saves
Old age (x3)
It's okay to kill your idols
Just pretend you have no rivals
They all think that she is friendless
Spits at mirrors, it's not an issue
Just remove the hateful tissue
They all think that we were friendless
He seemed to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in my place
Jesus saves
Old age (x3)
Jesus saves
And I begged him
I said pretty please
Just make me pure again
Just make me clean
What was she for Halloween?
The ugliest girl you've ever seen
Someday she will die alone
What was she for Valentine's?
And old forgotten rape of mine
Someday she will die
He seemed to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in his place
Jesus saves
Old age (x3)
Jesus saves
Rest in peace and me in pieces
Rest in peace and me in pieces
Peace in pieces
(I'm sorry.. so sorry.. I'm sorry)
He said she said rest in peace and
He said she said rest in pieces
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