Kurt's Mic Lyrics

Is anybody listening? Does anybody hear me?

I've got a theory to be heard more clearly

As of right now I'm just making noise

But I got this mic off one of my boys

Don't act like I've got a choice

This is the way they'll hear my voice

With a bang bang bliggity blow, now my band draws a crowd

Never thought I'd get this loud

Amplify my life, amplify my pain

A barrel in the mouth, amplify my fame

My life is lame, my life is a dud

I can't even join the 27 Club

It rains it pours and I've got a flood

I guess it's time to break out the slugs

So all the leeches can suck on my blood

Before using the mic, where was the love?

Here's another sad sad song

How he lived so fast and died so young

I've got Kurt's mic, it's a shotgun

'Cause I hate my life and I wish it was done

Here's another sad sad song

Sorry y'all, it's my last one

I've got Kurt's mic, it's a shotgun

Put it to my lips and blow out my gums

I swear that I don't have a gun

I got a mic with a trigger, 'bout to help me have fun

Singing karaoke while I'm sitting in my room

I said my final prayer now I'm headed to my doom

Song after song keeps playing, I relate to them all

Once this playlist ends it's my final curtain call

Bow my head, and send myself home

Even though I'm not really sure where I'm gonna go

Maybe I'll blast off to outer space

Maybe I will reincarnate

Maybe as a whale in the deep blue sea

So I can fuck your mom 'cause she's still bigger than me

I hope you think it's funny 'cause life is a game

It's over for me, you should probably do the same

Find every sad song, and play 'em all

Then load Kurt's mic, blow your head off

At this point, it might seem redundant

That only these type of songs help me function

My life's at a crossroads, do or die junction

Been a fan of suicide since the introduction

My bitch left me, ain't that somethin'

So yeah, sometimes I get drunk 'n' blacked out

On Valium and somethin'

Handful of pills with a bottle and I'm stumbling

My world is in a spiral, I'm feeling lost

My world is crumbling, need a Mossberg

Shotgun, against my chin

Gonna pull the trigger and melt away my skin

With a 12 gauge blast to reveal what's within

A ton of gore, and a life full of sin

This shotgun symphony like violins

Kurt Cobain is me and I am him