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Hole
Hole


Background information
Origin Los Angeles
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Punk Rock
Power pop
Years active 1989—present
Label(s) Geffen Records
Mercury Records
Sympathy For The Record Industry
DGC Records
City Slang
Associated acts Melissa Auf der Maur
The Smashing Pumpkins
Pagan Babies
Babes in Toyland
Janitor Joe
Tinker
Rodney & the Tube Tops
RRIICCEE
Larrikin Love
Members
Courtney Love
Micko Larkin
Shawn Dailey
Stu Fisher
Former members
Melissa Auf der Maur
Eric Erlandson
Lisa Roberts
Caroline Rue
Mike Geisbrecht
Errol Stewart
Jill Emery
Patty Schemel
Leslie Hardy
Kristen Pfaff
Samantha Maloney



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Hole Lyrics

"Mrs. Jones" lyrics


Sorry man, sorry, sorry, I've got a bad eye
I shouldn't have looked at it
I've got a bad eye
I should have listened
Go away, go away on the sugar star
Sugar star and the abortionist
You want her on the bed
With her legs wide open and her eyes all spread
The sky's a narcotic with blackjack bones
Oh Mrs. Jones
Oh Mrs. Jones
Cry me a river but just take me home
Oh Mrs. Jones
Oh Mrs. Jones
Sorry man, I've got a gut slit
Fucking ran away with my abortionist
It's my little white lie
You know, like I jizzed with
The knife they used to gut my face in
It's been out stabbing baby angels in
Smile, smile
The sky's a narcotic with blackjack bones
Oh Mrs. Jones
Please Mrs. Jones
My virus is raging and it's breaking my bones
Oh Mrs. Jones
Please Mrs. Jones
I will follow you down the sick drain
When I lean on, on the sink
Don't worry, don't worry, baby
You will never stink so bad
Sorry man, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have looked at it
I'm sorry man, you're a night blooming sickle cell
Night blooming sickle cell
I ran away, I ran away
Look into the bloodroot you suicide bitch
It takes an hour like you to make me want to live
Sorry man, I'm sorry, man
The sky's a narcotic with blackjack bones
Oh Mrs. Jones
Oh Mrs. Jones
Come get your dog, it won't leave me alone
Oh Mrs. Jones
Please Mrs. Jones
My virus is raging and it's breaking my bones
Oh Mrs. Jones
Please Mrs. Jones
Oh, cry me a river, baby, just take me home
Oh Mrs. Jones
Oh Mrs. Jones
Sister ectoplasma, she's incredulous
Just like a pro she takes off her dress
She kicks you down in her snow white pumps
Just remember it was me who found the lumps
Shit...shit...shit...shit
East is east and west is west
And mine was you
And mine was the best
And east is east and west is west
And mine was you
And mine was blind, was gold
Mrs. Jones
Don't ask me again
Don't ever talk to me like that again


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