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Rating: We are at the height of the grunge season when this vinyl single is released: side A "Touch me i'm sick," side B "Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more." The vinyl singles are a cult, a damn fetish cult. It reminds me of fanzines, underground stuff sold under the counter, the pure punk style of many self-produced bands, true indie, not that MTV crap pandering to trends. And grunge, like college punk, became a fashion. But this from Mudhoney is pure crap, not radio-friendly stuff. A shouted voice and a barrage of guitars with a circular riff for "touch me i'm sick"; a sick and ultra-distorted blues that tells of adolescent suicide in mocking tones for "sweet young thing ain't sweet no more."
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Touch Me I'm Sick (02:23)
Well I feel bad
And I've felt worse
I'm a creep yeah
I'm a jerk
Come on!
Touch Me I'm Sick!
Well I won't live long
And I'm full of rot
Gonna give you girl
Everything I've got
Touch Me I'm Sick!
Touch Me I'm Sick!
Come on baby now come with me
If you don't come
If you don't come
If you don't come
You'll die alone
Touch Me I'm Sick!
Fuck Me I'm Sick!
02 Sweet Young Thing Ain't Sweet No More (03:35)
Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more
Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more
Mama found her draped over the toilet bowl
oooh
Mama said, "child, what you done?"
Mama said, "child, what you done?"
"Wake up and greet the midday sun"
Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more
Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more
Mama's little pills spilled all over the floor
oooh
oooh, ow, ow, ow
Mama can't handle her on her own
Mama can't handle her on her own
She says, "You just wait till your father gets home"
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