Nirvana. From The Muddy Banks Of Wishkah. Scentless Apprentice. Zeneszám

Like most babies smell like butter
his smell smelled like no other
he was born scentless and senseless
he was born a scentless apprentice
Go away - get away, get away, get a-way
every wet nurse refused to feed him
electrolytes smell like semen
I promise not to sell your perfumed secrets
there are countless formulas for pressing flowers
I lie in the sole and fertilize mushrooms
Leaking out gas fumes are made into perfume
You can't fire me because I quit
Throw me in the fire and I won't throw a fit