I have a terrible headache
I suffer but I stand the pain
I have a terrible headache
Outlining my brain
Of yesterdays beauty and a tomorrow chain I feel like seasick it is so insane
I need a blast to fill my sail
I feel like seasick oh insane
Ashtray filled with waiting diseases
And the espresso pot empties and refills Like a gunner reloads
At Omaha beach
The first swallow of an ice cold champaign The first cigarette at nine
The fourth or the fifth song
Live on stage
That terrible headache I don’t want to share I feel like seasick it is so insane
I need a blast to fill my sail
I feel like seasick oh so insane
