I Blame Kurt Cobain - Alabama 3

Turn off the ventilator

No need for adrenaline

Turn off the defibrillator

And life support machine

No need for valediction

No need for obituary

No point in sending flowers

I’ve already exited

If push comes to shove

And they’re naming names

If I had to blame somebody, babe

I’d blame Kurt Cobain

I went out and bought a record

Put it on my stereo

Felt just like teen spirit

I knew it was time to go

She told him that she loved him

And she’d never break his heart again

Like a fool he believed her

She told him that she loved him

And she’d never break his heart again

And once again he forgave her

Couldn’t take it no longer

So he went for his revolver

Blew his head right off his shoulders

Oh the pain