The String Quartet Tribute to NIRVANA – Come As You Are
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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, choice is yours, don't be late. Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memory.
Memory ah, Memory ah, Memory ah.
Come doused in Mud, soaked in Bleach, as I want you to be. As a trend, as a friend, as an old Memory ahhh.
Memory ahh, Memory ahh, Memory ahh.
Chorus: And I swear that I don't have a gun No, I don't have a gun No, I don't have a gun
--Instrumental--
Memory ahh, Memory ahh, Memory ahh, Memory ahh. (Don't have a Gun.)
Chorus: And I swear that I don't have a gun No, I don't have a gun No, I don't have a gun No, I don't have a gun No, I don't have a gun (Memory ahh, Memory ahh)
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