This one's either about dieting or religion.

Sometimes I hate everyone. LYRICS: Do I remember? I forget Self-delusional sensitive mess Cannot exist without a complaint Cannot resist without a restraint Is it amnesia or ambivalence Cowardice or self-defense I know enough to…

My roommate was a rasta. I'd hear reggae playing in the background almost daily and after a while the subject matter and the grooves really grew on me. This one's for Alejandro. LYRICS: I hope the sun is shining wherever you may be I hope…

I was sitting with a friend of mine. I said, "I can make a song in three minutes" and I had these chords so this was the result. Later on, I rerecorded it as a song, and yet again as the version posted now.

Smother me in linen dressings. LYRICS: Stitch me a new religion Suture me with indecision Grafting faith in place of reason Hell can't wait Smother me in linen dressings Pronounce me cured with Jesus's blessing Heal this soul for…

The words came first, the music followed. It's about weed.

I was writing one song after another after another. This song is about that. LYRICS: Everybody wants to find out my secrets I can reaffirm its true They say evidently it is elementary Sharing can be good for you Pay no attention to…

Life is unfair; one day I was really mad about that.

This one was fun. Backwards tracks, violins and sitars . . .

LYRICS: We are all ghosts who walk the earth Everyone you see and everyone you don't see Don't know we're dead through self-deception People pretend it turns out well Don't know what'll happen after this but I can hazard an educated…

I like 20th century classical music. Grand Canyon Suite, can you dig it?

I was unemployed for 5 months. This was the last one I recorded before I became just another working man. LYRICS: Last one left to finish then I'm through Sorry if I'm under the gun Three more seconds antidepressant Afterwards we…

I used to smoke sometimes, so what. Lyrics (as requested): Got a bag of weed Know how to be numb Light it up and pass it We all can be dumb It's fun to smoke marijuana I'm one to toke when I wanna I know I'm not poor enough to…

I'm afraid of death. Hope I don't die when I'm 44. LYRICS: The man in black professed to me the secret of this life The conundrum of human pain The reason for this strife It doesn't make much sense I knew that much was true But what…

I know the world needs the upwardly mobile, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. LYRICS: Success is regressive Step forward is two steps back A world unimpressive judging me for what I lack Defying convention all rules are relative…

I've always liked playground taunts and rhymes. LYRICS: Sit in the garden eating nothing but worms Tastes pretty good to me There's so much bounty coming out of the soil I could be feeding for weeks Who knows where that's been…

I was depressed at my caliber of friends when I had a drug problem. This was the result. LYRICS: Most my friends are embryonic Most my friends are hooked on phonics Most my friends stick to the comics page Most my friends are disillusioned…

I had to do a love song so . . . . LYRICS: So we were two less than one now that we're through It came to pass nothing good could ever last It's in the past Why won't it die The words are flowing now a narrative suggested This…

I wanted to write a song with piano, it pretty much wrote itself. (The chromatic structure of the guitar solo had been in my head untabbed for years.) LYRICS: Flexible bullet fired at me Following some unknown trajectory Piercing the walls…

After I finished working on my demos, I decided to cover this song, just because. One of Kurt's best.