Mrs. Butterworth (rehearsal
Nirvana Lyrics


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Your life is shit (shit)
Your life is bogus (bull)
Your life is crime (crime)
Your life is hell (hell)

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die, with my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die, don't fuck with me

Your life is shit (shit)
Your life is clean (it is clean)
Your life is lame, it's not so funny
Your life is stale (frail, frail!)

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die, watch the pain!

Your life is shit.

"I'm gonna open up myself a flea market
I'm gonna open up myself a flea market
And you're gonna wish that you did
And retire on the profits

First off,
I'm gonna empty out all of my Mrs. Butterworth jars
And I'm gonna put 'em on a shelf with my 800 dollar a month tax free Century 21
shop

And then I am going to put my Mrs. Butterworth syrup jars on the shelf
Next to all the commemorative fast food chain glasses and cups I've accumulated
over the past 62 years

Then I'm going to get some plywood

I'm going to get some plywood and cut them up into two by two feet squares
Then I'm going to get some burlap and I'm going to cut them into
two by two feet squares, and then I'm going to put them onto the
pieces of plywood

And then I'm going to go to the beach
I'm going to go to the beach and I'm gonna collect some
shells and driftwood

And then I'm going to take the shells and driftwood and glue them
onto the plywood and burlap

And sell 'em for lots of money

People will be paying top dollar for my kids new used new
toys and clothing

Then maybe someday I can get rid of that
pissed-stained matress I've been sleeping on"

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die on my libido




I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die watch the pain

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Nirvana's song "Mrs. Butterworth" are cryptic and open to interpretation, but they seem to express a sense of despair and hopelessness. The repeated refrain "Your life is shit" and variations of it suggest a sense of dissatisfaction with the way things are, while the lines "I'm gonna die" and "I'm going to hell" express a sense of resignation and a desire to escape from the current situation.


The verses that follow are equally unclear, but seem to describe a plan to start a new business selling homemade crafts or flea market items. The lines "I'm gonna open up myself a flea market" and "And you're gonna wish that you did" express a sense of defiant optimism, as if the singer is determined to make something of his life despite the odds. The rest of the lyrics describe the various materials and methods he plans to use to create these items, including Mrs. Butterworth syrup jars, burlap, plywood, and driftwood.


Overall, the song seems to be about the frustration and despair of being trapped in a hopeless situation, but also about the human capacity for creativity and resilience in the face of adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

There life is shit, shit
Life is unpleasant for some people


My life is full of it, ball
My life is miserable and dreadful


Your life is bright, cry
Your life is happy and fulfilling


Your life is hell, hell
Your life is torturous and unbearable


I'm gonna die
I am going to pass away


Start a new union
Begin a new relationship or group


Wear my libido
Express my sexual desires openly


Who wants to stay
Who else wants to leave with me?


Your life is strange and insane
Your life is abnormal and crazy


Your life has lived a type of crap
Your life has experienced a great deal of negativity


Your life is jail, clam
Your life is confined and oppressive


I'm going to hell
I am headed towards a negative situation


I'ma open up myself a flea market
I am going to start my own business


And you're gonna wish that you did
You will regret not starting your own business


Might retire on the profits
I could potentially live off the income from this business


First of all I'ma empty out all of my Mrs. Butterworth jars
The first step of my plan is to collect empty jars to use for my business


Tax free Century 21, shop
I will also sell my own belongings without being taxed


And then I am going to put my Mrs. Butterworth syrup jars on the shelf
I will use the jars to display my other products


Next to all the commemorative fast food chain glasses and cups
I will also display other collectible items


Then I'm going to get some plywood
Next, I will purchase wood for my project


Then I'm going to get some burlap
I will also need to buy burlap fabric


And then I'm going to put them onto the pieces of plywood
I will use the wood and fabric to create my products


And then I'm going to go to the beach
I will collect materials to decorate my products from the beach


And sell 'em for lots of money
I will then make a profit by selling my unique creations


People will be paying top dollar
Customers will pay a high price for my original products


For my kid's new used new toys and clothing
I will also sell my children's secondhand items


Then maybe someday I can get rid of that piss stained mattress I've been sleeping on
I hope to upgrade my current living situation by making a successful business




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Written by: Kurt Cobain

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