TV's screwed again   And I'm already bored   In this age of goldfish conciousness and rock star gods   How do you react?   And do I blaspheme if I say:       I killed Kurt Cobain   I killed Kurt Cobain   I killed Kurt Cobain   I killed Kurt Cobain      You still wear the face   Of a guy you never knew   Where were all your fucking shirts when jobs on strike went down   I don't see them around anymore   And again, you're caring      I killed Kurt Cobain   I killed Kurt Cobain   I killed Kurt Cobain   I killed Kurt Cobain      And when I'm bored   I go fucking ape shit   I be up on the walls   And I fucking hate it      I hate it, I hate it   Oh, I hate it   I hate it   I'm going nowhere   Nowhere   Nowhere