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[Verse 1]
Today you're gonna be sick, so sick
You'll prop your forehead on the sink
Say, "Oh Christ, oh Jesus Christ, my head's gonna crack like a bank
[Verse 2]
Tonight you'll fall asleep in clothes
So late like a candy bar wrapped up for lunch
That's all you get to taste Poverty and spit, poverty and spit
[Verse 3]
Nausea, bloody red eyes go to
Nausea, bloody red eyes go to
Nausea, bloody red eyes go to
Nausea, bloody red eyes go to
Sleep
[Verse 4]
Today you're gonna be sick, so sick
You'll prop your forehead on the sink
Say, "Oh Christ, oh Jesus Christ
My head's gonna crack like a bank"
[Verse 5]
Tonight you'll fall asleep in clothes
So late like a candy bar wrapped up for lunch
That's all you get to taste, poverty and spit, spit, spit
[Verse 6]
Nausea Bloody red eyes go to
Nausea Bloody red eyes go to
Nausea Bloody red eyes go to
You're talking out of harmony
You can't remember what you said
Cut it out, you feel retarded
Take the scissors, saw the head
[Verse 7]
You're talking out of harmony
You can't remember what you said
Cut it out, you feel retarded
Take the scissors, saw the head
[Verse 8]
Nausea Bloody red eyes go to
Nausea Bloody red eyes go to
Nausea Bloody red eyes go to
Nausea Bloody red eyes go to sleep
Written by: Exene Cervenka, John Doe