Smells Like Teen Spirit (Bardcore Medieval Parody Cover) Originally by Nirvana

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Good day, welcometh to our musical stage. Heareth our rendition of the famous tune you may have heard in taverns across the globe, Smells like Teen Spirit originally by Nirvana thee drop a liketh & subscribeth for more of our sweet melodies as they are released upon thineselves. We hope to see thee in good stead on the morrow! Be sure to subscribe for more content here: youtube.com/channel/UCA_GCogdjMaVjv19y3gl6NQ?sub_confirmation=1 You can find this track and more on Spotify!: open.spotify.com/artist/1BMITM12bahSSVJjmdDmuF?si=w5-NzQc7RTKperbORmdPwQ Followeth Me On: ►Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/1BMITM12bahSSVJjmdDmuF?si=xtWtgCDqTcmMjeXccnj4Jw ►Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/artist/bardcore/1537773807 ►Amazon Music: music.amazon.co.uk/artists/B08M3K9Z9V/bardcore ►Facebook: facebook.com/BardcoreOfficial ►Instagram: instagram.com/bardcoreband/ ►Twitter: twitter.com/TheBardcore For more of our covers go to: youtube.com/watch?v=J7lhIIIUUaA&list=PLNBGdTWnQ7ck2LRP86SjcVRr5uHzz2Rqp&ab_channel=Bardcore Ye Olde Lyrics: Arm thyself with blades, summon thine companions 'Tis merry to falter and to feign She is wearied beyond measure and brimming with confidence Alas, I am acquainted with a profane utterance Hail, hail, hail, how deep? Hail, hail, hail, how deep? Hail, hail, hail, how deep? Hail, hail, hail With the luminaries extinguished, less peril lurks Here we stand now, amuse us I feel a fool, and infectious Here we stand now, amuse us A mixed-race, a whitened one A pestilent insect, my lust Verily, hey, yay I falter most in that which I am best And for this boon, I count myself blessed Our small assembly has always been And always shall be unto the end Hail, hail, hail, how deep? Hail, hail, hail, how deep? Hail, hail, hail, how deep? Hail, hail, hail With the luminaries extinguished, less peril lurks Here we stand now, amuse us I feel a fool, and infectious Here we stand now, amuse us A mixed-race, a whitened one A pestilent insect, my lust Verily, hey, yay And I forget, just why I savor Oh indeed, I suppose it brings me mirth I found it arduous, it's hard to find Oh well, what matters it, pay it no mind Hail, hail, hail, how deep? Hail, hail, hail, how deep? Hail, hail, hail, how deep? Hail, hail, hail With the luminaries extinguished, less peril lurks Here we stand now, amuse us I feel a fool, and infectious Here we stand now, amuse us A mixed-race, a whitened one A pestilent insect, my lust A refusal, a refusal A refusal, a refusal A refusal, a refusal A refusal, a refusal A refusal #nirvana #bardcore #medievalcover