And the sky was made of amethyst
And all the stars were just like little fish
You should learn when to go
You should learn how to say no
Might last a day, yeah
Mine is forever
Might last a day, yeah
Mine is forever
When they get what they want, and they never want it again
And they get what they want, and they never want it again
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
And the sky was all violet
I want it again, but violent, more violent
Yeah, I'm the one with no soul
One above and one below
Might last a day, yeah
Mine is forever
Might last a day, yeah
Mine is forever
When they get what they want, and they never want it again
When they get what they want, and they never want it again
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I dare you to
I told you from the start just how this would end
When I get what I want, then I never want it again
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
It's my lie, you're mine, you're mine
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything
Take everything, take everything
Hole - Live Through This Album Lyrics
Hole - Live Through This Lyrics
Writer: Courtney M Love, Eric T. Erlandson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Miss World
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 friend
I'm Miss Worlds
Watch me break
And watch me burn
No one is listening
My friends
Now I've made my bed I'll lie in it
I've made my bed I'll die in it
I've made my bed I'll lie in it
I've made my bed I'll die in it
Kill girls watch
When I eat ether
Suck me under
Maybe forever
My friends
I made my bed I'll lie in it
I made my bed I'll die in it
I made my bed I'll die in it
I made my bed I'll cry in it
I made my bed I'll die in it
I made my bed I'll die in it
I made my bed I'll cry in it
My friends
I am the girl you know
Can't look you in the eye
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 friend
I'm Miss Worlds
Watch me break
And watch me burn
No one is listening
My friends
Now I've made my bed I'll lie in it
I've made my bed I'll die in it
I've made my bed I'll lie in it
I've made my bed I'll die in it
Kill girls watch
When I eat ether
Suck me under
Maybe forever
My friends
I made my bed I'll lie in it
I made my bed I'll die in it
I made my bed I'll die in it
I made my bed I'll cry in it
I made my bed I'll die in it
I made my bed I'll die in it
I made my bed I'll cry in it
My friends
I am the girl you know
Can't look you in the eye
Writer: ERIC T ERLANDSON, COURTNEY M. LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Plump
He shakes his death rattle
Spittle on his bib
And i don't do dishes
I throw them in the crib
I'm eating you
I'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth
It makes me feel
Now i've stumbled here
Failed to make it mine
They say i'm plump
But i threw up all the time
I'm eating you i'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth
It makes me feel
Do you fake it for me like i
Do you fake it for me like i
Do you fake it for me like i
My baby's in her arms
Crawling up her legs
Like a liar at a witch trial
You look good for your age
I'm eating you
I'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth
It makes me feel
Spittle on his bib
And i don't do dishes
I throw them in the crib
I'm eating you
I'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth
It makes me feel
Now i've stumbled here
Failed to make it mine
They say i'm plump
But i threw up all the time
I'm eating you i'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth
It makes me feel
Do you fake it for me like i
Do you fake it for me like i
Do you fake it for me like i
My baby's in her arms
Crawling up her legs
Like a liar at a witch trial
You look good for your age
I'm eating you
I'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth
It makes me feel
Writer: ERIC T ERLANDSON, COURTNEY M. LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Asking For It
Every time that i sell myself to you
I feel a little bit cheaper than i need to
I will tear the petals off of you
Rose red i will make you tell the truth
Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
Yea she was asking you 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 it again?
Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
Yea she was asking you for it
Did she ask you twice?
If you live through this with me
I swear that I will die for you
And if you live through this with me
I swear that I will die for you
Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
Yea she was asking you for it
Did she ask you twice?
Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
Yea she was asking for it
Did she ask you twice?
I feel a little bit cheaper than i need to
I will tear the petals off of you
Rose red i will make you tell the truth
Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
Yea she was asking you 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 it again?
Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
Yea she was asking you for it
Did she ask you twice?
If you live through this with me
I swear that I will die for you
And if you live through this with me
I swear that I will die for you
Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
Yea she was asking you for it
Did she ask you twice?
Was she asking for it?
Was she asking nice?
Yea she was asking for it
Did she ask you twice?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Jennifers Body
And I know it, I can't feel it
Well, I know it enough to believe it
And I know it, I can't see it
But I know it enough to believe it
To better you, to better me
My better half has bitten me
To better you, to better me
Sleeping with my enemy myself, myself
The pieces of Jennifer's body
Found pieces of Jennifer's body
Found pieces of Jennifer's body
Just relax, just relax, just go to sleep
Just relax, just relax, just go to sleep
You're hungry, but I'm starving
He cuts you down from the tree
He keeps you in a box by the bed
Alive, but just barely
He said, I'm your lover, I'm your friend
I'm pure," and he hit me again
With a bullet, number one
Kill the family, save the son himself, himself
The pieces of Jennifer's body
Found pieces of Jennifer's body
Found pieces of Jennifer's body
Just relax, just relax, just go to sleep
Just relax, just relax, just go to sleep
Now she's mine
Well, I know it enough to believe it
And I know it, I can't see it
But I know it enough to believe it
To better you, to better me
My better half has bitten me
To better you, to better me
Sleeping with my enemy myself, myself
The pieces of Jennifer's body
Found pieces of Jennifer's body
Found pieces of Jennifer's body
Just relax, just relax, just go to sleep
Just relax, just relax, just go to sleep
You're hungry, but I'm starving
He cuts you down from the tree
He keeps you in a box by the bed
Alive, but just barely
He said, I'm your lover, I'm your friend
I'm pure," and he hit me again
With a bullet, number one
Kill the family, save the son himself, himself
The pieces of Jennifer's body
Found pieces of Jennifer's body
Found pieces of Jennifer's body
Just relax, just relax, just go to sleep
Just relax, just relax, just go to sleep
Now she's mine
Writer: Eric T Erlandson, Courtney M. Love
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Doll Parts
I am doll eyes, doll mouth, doll legs
I am doll arms, big veins, dog beg
Yeah, they really want you
They really want you, they really do
Yeah, they really want you
They really want you and I do too
I want to be the girl with the most cake
I love him so much, it just turns to hate
I fake it so real, I am beyond fake
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
I am doll parts, bad skin, doll heart
It stands for knife
For the rest of my life
Yeah, they really want you
They really want you, they really do
Yeah, they really want you
They really want you, but I do too
I want to be the girl with the most cake
He only loves those things
Because he loves to see them break
I fake it so real, I am beyond fake
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
Someday, you will ache like I ache
I am doll arms, big veins, dog beg
Yeah, they really want you
They really want you, they really do
Yeah, they really want you
They really want you and I do too
I want to be the girl with the most cake
I love him so much, it just turns to hate
I fake it so real, I am beyond fake
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
I am doll parts, bad skin, doll heart
It stands for knife
For the rest of my life
Yeah, they really want you
They really want you, they really do
Yeah, they really want you
They really want you, but I do too
I want to be the girl with the most cake
He only loves those things
Because he loves to see them break
I fake it so real, I am beyond fake
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
And someday, you will ache like I ache
Someday, you will ache like I ache
Writer: Courtney M Love
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Credit In The Straight World
And I will awake
Your highness
I'm so high I can not walk
And I will awake
You cripple you take away my time
My peace my empathy
No babies sleep on atrophy
Your unborn love and fetal dress
Hard bitter candy legless caress
Go for credit in the straight world
Look a dealer in the eye
Go for credit in the real world
Won't you try
I got some credit in the straight world
I lost a leg i lost an eye
Go for credit in the real world
You will die
It's the credit in the straight world
Leave your money when you die
Lots of credit in the straight world
Gets you high
I got some credit in the straight world
I lost a leg i lost an eye
Go for credit in the real world
You will die
Your highness
I'm so high I can not walk
And I will awake
You cripple you take away my time
My peace my empathy
No babies sleep on atrophy
Your unborn love and fetal dress
Hard bitter candy legless caress
Go for credit in the straight world
Look a dealer in the eye
Go for credit in the real world
Won't you try
I got some credit in the straight world
I lost a leg i lost an eye
Go for credit in the real world
You will die
It's the credit in the straight world
Leave your money when you die
Lots of credit in the straight world
Gets you high
I got some credit in the straight world
I lost a leg i lost an eye
Go for credit in the real world
You will die
Writer: STUART MOXHAM
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Softer Softest
I tell you everything
And I hope that you won't tell on me
And I'd give you anything
I know that you won't tell on me
Pee girl gets the belt
Your milk makes me mind
Your milk gets 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
Pee girl gets the belt
Your 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 is so sick
Your milk has a dick
Burn the witch
The witch is dead
Burn the witch
Just bring me back her head
Pee girl gets the belt
Your milk makes me mind
Your milk is so mean
Your milk turns to cry
Your milk turns to cream
Your milk turns to cry
Your milk turns to cream
Your milk turns to cry
And I hope that you won't tell on me
And I'd give you anything
I know that you won't tell on me
Pee girl gets the belt
Your milk makes me mind
Your milk gets 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
Pee girl gets the belt
Your 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 is so sick
Your milk has a dick
Burn the witch
The witch is dead
Burn the witch
Just bring me back her head
Pee girl gets the belt
Your milk makes me mind
Your milk is so mean
Your milk turns to cry
Your milk turns to cream
Your milk turns to cry
Your milk turns to cream
Your milk turns to cry
Writer: ERIC T ERLANDSON, COURTNEY M. LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
She Walks On Me
Geeks do not have pedigrees
Or pefect punk rock resumes
Or anorexic magazines
It smells like girl
It smells like girl
She walks over me
She walks over me
Hold you close like we both died
My ever present suicide
My stupid f*ck
My blushing bride
Oh tear my heart out
Tear my heart out
She walks over me
She walks over me
I shut my mouth with you for a gag
I use the rest of you for a gag
Yea I gotta shut my mouth with you for a gag
I gotta use the rest of you
Daddy daddy
Please come here
Don't you trash me
Don't you dare
We look the same
We talk the same
We are the same
We are the same
She walks over me
She walks over me
I shut my mouth with you for a gag
I shut my mouth with you for a gag
Yea I gotta shut my mouth with you for a gag
I gotta use the rest of you
Now she sees she walks the same
And now you see she talks the same
You never know what you will get
You never know what you'll forget
She walks over me
She walks over me
She walks
Or pefect punk rock resumes
Or anorexic magazines
It smells like girl
It smells like girl
She walks over me
She walks over me
Hold you close like we both died
My ever present suicide
My stupid f*ck
My blushing bride
Oh tear my heart out
Tear my heart out
She walks over me
She walks over me
I shut my mouth with you for a gag
I use the rest of you for a gag
Yea I gotta shut my mouth with you for a gag
I gotta use the rest of you
Daddy daddy
Please come here
Don't you trash me
Don't you dare
We look the same
We talk the same
We are the same
We are the same
She walks over me
She walks over me
I shut my mouth with you for a gag
I shut my mouth with you for a gag
Yea I gotta shut my mouth with you for a gag
I gotta use the rest of you
Now she sees she walks the same
And now you see she talks the same
You never know what you will get
You never know what you'll forget
She walks over me
She walks over me
She walks
Writer: ERIC T ERLANDSON, COURTNEY M. LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
I Think That I Would Die
He's stupid
I'm smarting
He's stupid
I'm smarting
I want my baby
Where is the baby?
I want my baby
Who took my baby?
Rose white rose red
Rose up in my head
Rose white rose red
Yeah yeah
I want some
Yeah yeah
There is none
I want my baby
Where is the baby?
I want my baby
Where is the baby?
There is no milk
There is no milk
There is no milk
There is no milk
Rose white rose red
Rose up in my head
Rose white rose red
No
She lost all her innocence
Gave it to an absess
She lost all her innocence
She said, "I am not a feminist"
It's
Not
Yours
F*ck You
There is no milk
There is no milk
There is no milk
There is no milk
There is no milk
I'm smarting
He's stupid
I'm smarting
I want my baby
Where is the baby?
I want my baby
Who took my baby?
Rose white rose red
Rose up in my head
Rose white rose red
Yeah yeah
I want some
Yeah yeah
There is none
I want my baby
Where is the baby?
I want my baby
Where is the baby?
There is no milk
There is no milk
There is no milk
There is no milk
Rose white rose red
Rose up in my head
Rose white rose red
No
She lost all her innocence
Gave it to an absess
She lost all her innocence
She said, "I am not a feminist"
It's
Not
Yours
F*ck You
There is no milk
There is no milk
There is no milk
There is no milk
There is no milk
Writer: KAT BJELLAND, ERIC T ERLANDSON, COURTNEY M. LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Gutless
All my friends are embryonic
All my friends are dead and gone
All my friends are microscopic
All my friends wake up alone
Girl germs feed your little virus
Revolution come and die
Elitists who eat the virus
Sleep with me wake up alive
Gutless
You're gutless
You're gutless
You're gutless
You can try to suck me dry
But there's nothing left to suck
Just you try to hold me down
Come on try to shut me up
Step and fetch grease my hips
I don't even have to pause
I don't really miss God
But I sure miss Santa Claus
Gutless
You're gutless
Gutless
You're gutless
Gutless
You're gutless
Gutless
You're undressed
You're gutless
You're gutless
You're gutless
You're undressed
All my friends are dead and gone
All my friends are microscopic
All my friends wake up alone
Girl germs feed your little virus
Revolution come and die
Elitists who eat the virus
Sleep with me wake up alive
Gutless
You're gutless
You're gutless
You're gutless
You can try to suck me dry
But there's nothing left to suck
Just you try to hold me down
Come on try to shut me up
Step and fetch grease my hips
I don't even have to pause
I don't really miss God
But I sure miss Santa Claus
Gutless
You're gutless
Gutless
You're gutless
Gutless
You're gutless
Gutless
You're undressed
You're gutless
You're gutless
You're gutless
You're undressed
Writer: ERIC T ERLANDSON, COURTNEY M. LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Rock Star (Olympia)
Well I went to school, oh
Well I went to school, ha ha
Well I went to school in Olympia
Everyone's the same
What do you do
With a revolution?
When I went to school in Olympia, ya, ya, ya
And everyone's the same
We look the same
We talk the same
Yeah
Don't you please
Make me real, f*ck you
Make me sick, f*ck you
Make me real, f*ck you
Well I went to school in Olympia
Everyone's the same
And so are you, in Olympia, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Everyone's the same
We look the same
We talk the same yeah
We even f*ck the same
Well I went to school in Olympia, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Don't you please
Make me real, come on
Make me sick, come on
Make me real, yeah yeah yeah
Do it for the kids, yeah
Do it for the kids, yeah
Do it for the kids, yeah
Do it for the kids, yeah
Do it do it do it do it do it
For the kids
No we're not done
Well I went to school in Olympia
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Well I went to school, ha ha
Well I went to school in Olympia
Everyone's the same
What do you do
With a revolution?
When I went to school in Olympia, ya, ya, ya
And everyone's the same
We look the same
We talk the same
Yeah
Don't you please
Make me real, f*ck you
Make me sick, f*ck you
Make me real, f*ck you
Well I went to school in Olympia
Everyone's the same
And so are you, in Olympia, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Everyone's the same
We look the same
We talk the same yeah
We even f*ck the same
Well I went to school in Olympia, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Don't you please
Make me real, come on
Make me sick, come on
Make me real, yeah yeah yeah
Do it for the kids, yeah
Do it for the kids, yeah
Do it for the kids, yeah
Do it for the kids, yeah
Do it do it do it do it do it
For the kids
No we're not done
Well I went to school in Olympia
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Writer: ERIC T ERLANDSON, COURTNEY M. LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Live Through This is the second studio album by the American alternative rock band Hole, released on April 12, 1994, by DGC Records. Recorded in late 1993, it departed from the band's unpolished hardcore aesthetics to more refined melodies and song structure. Frontwoman Courtney Love said that she wanted the record to be "shocking to the people who think that we don't have a soft edge", but maintain a harsh sensibility. The album was produced by Sean Slade and Paul Q. Kolderie and mixed by Scott Litt and J Mascis. The lyrics and packaging reflect Love's thematic preoccupations with beauty, and motifs of milk, motherhood, anti-elitism, and violence against women, while Love derived the album title from a quote in Gone with the Wind (1939).
Live Through This was met with critical acclaim, and charted in nine countries before going multi-platinum in the US in December 1994. Despite this, it was also the subject of some public discussion regarding unsubstantiated rumors that Love's husband, Kurt Cobain—who died by suicide one week before the album's release—helped ghostwrite the album. This claim has been disputed by the band members, producers, as well as music biographers, though the band confirmed that Cobain sang additional backing vocals on two tracks during a visit to the studio. It was also the only Hole album to feature bassist Kristen Pfaff, and the final album to be released during her lifetime, as she died two months after the album's release.
In critical circles, Live Through This is considered a contemporary classic, and was included in Rolling Stone's 2020 updated list of The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time at number 106. It has also been featured on the book 1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die and on NME's The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time list, where it ranked at the 84. As of 2010, it has sold over 1.6 million copies in the US.
Genre(s):
Alternative rock, grunge, punk rock Live Through This was met with critical acclaim, and charted in nine countries before going multi-platinum in the US in December 1994. Despite this, it was also the subject of some public discussion regarding unsubstantiated rumors that Love's husband, Kurt Cobain—who died by suicide one week before the album's release—helped ghostwrite the album. This claim has been disputed by the band members, producers, as well as music biographers, though the band confirmed that Cobain sang additional backing vocals on two tracks during a visit to the studio. It was also the only Hole album to feature bassist Kristen Pfaff, and the final album to be released during her lifetime, as she died two months after the album's release.
In critical circles, Live Through This is considered a contemporary classic, and was included in Rolling Stone's 2020 updated list of The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time at number 106. It has also been featured on the book 1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die and on NME's The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time list, where it ranked at the 84. As of 2010, it has sold over 1.6 million copies in the US.
Producer(s): Paul Q. Kolderie, Sean Slade
Length: 38:16
Released: April 12th, 1994
Year: 1994