Nausea

Today, you're gonna be so 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"

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

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

Today, you're gonna be so 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"

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

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

You talking out of harmony

Can't remember what you said

Cut it out, you feel retarded

Take the scissors, saw the head

Talking out of harmony

Can't remember what you said

Cut it out, you feel retarded

Take the scissors, saw the head

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

• Artist:Violet Grohl