Beck — Nausea

[Vesre 1] Now I'm 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 ringing in my ears [Chorus] Oh it's nausea, oh nausea And we're gone It's nausea, oh nausea And we're gone [Verse 2] Now I'm 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 [Chorus] Oh it's nausea, oh nausea And we're gone No it's nausea, oh nausea And we're gone [Verse 3] Now I'm a priest teenager on a tower of dust I'm 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 [Chorus] It's nausea, oh nausea And we're gone Nausea, oh nausea And we're gone