https://youtube/watch?v=PTWJ1_nF_kU Now Im a seasick sailor On a ship of noise I got my maps all backwards And my instincts poisoned In a truth blown gutter Full of wasted years Like blown-out speakers Ringin in my ears Oh its nausea, oh nausea And were gone Its nausea, oh nausea And were gone Now Im a straight-line walker In a black-out room I push a shopping cart over In an Aztec ruin With my minion fingers Working for some God Who could see his own reflection In a parking lot Oh its nausea, oh nausea And were gone No its nausea, oh nausea And were gone Now Im a priest teenager On a tower of dust Im a dead generator In a cloud of exhaust I eat alone in the desert With skulls for my pets I rate the days, one to ten With lead cigarettes Its nausea, oh nausea And were gone Its nausea, oh nausea And were gone...
Posted on: Tue, 28 Oct 2014 18:39:14 +0000