Lyrics Nausea - Executive Slacks

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 sleep you're talking out of harmony you can't
Remember what you said cut it out you feel retarded
Take the sissors saw the head