Kurt – Dan Bern – letras

When Kurt Cobain blew out his brainAll the little girls they cried like rainAnd as for me I felt the painBut I got no T-shirts left to stainFor Kennedy and Jesse JamesAnd Joan of Arc and Kurt CobainYou can hear them crying down the laneFrom Portland to MarylandFrom Greece to SpainAnd as my life drips like coffee down the drainMy eyes dry up like a rusty chainSo Kennedy and Jesse JamesWill have to cry for Kurt CobainIt’s a hard life and no one’s to blameWhen God’s not on the morning trainIf Cain don’t kill Abel, Abel kills CainAnd tears now shed are shed in vainFor Kennedy and Jesse JamesAnd Joan of Arc and Kurt CobainThere’s three new roses growing in the laneIt was a long hard winter but now there’s rainIf you want my tears tell me your nameGive me you hand let me feel your painBut for Kennedy and Jesse JamesThere’s Joan af Arc and Kurt Cobain