In Trousers - The Nausea Before The Game chords by Soundtracks

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:

A   A7
A   A7


Verse 1:
           A                A7
It's the nausea before the game
         A                          A7
And the pain that won't subside in winter
          D                  E
It's the knees that threaten to go bad,
     D              E                   F#m7
The body that you thought you had, that lied
           D                E              F#m
It's the scores that go unanswered and unsatisfied:

Chorus:
      F#m             D
The growing up, the falling down,
      F#m              D
The throwing up, the shame
     D                    E
The silent prayers, the nausea,
     A
The game


Verse 2:
      A                 A7
It's anxiety when you recall
 A                                                A7
Girls who touch you when you're walking down the hall
  A7
Nausea before the game,
  A7                A
Nausea before the game

           F#m          E
It's the promise of a perfect life
    F#m
A perfect house
   E                  D7
A perfect wife she'll be

           F#m          E
It's the promise of a perfect star
     F#m
Who's me


Chorus:
      F#m             D
The growing up, the falling down,
      F#m              D
The throwing up, the shame
     D                    E
The silent prayers, the nausea,
     A
The game

      F#m              Bm7
The sneaking in, the passing out
      D
And where to place the blame.
      D                E
The dying swans, the nausea,
      A
The game


Bridge:
  A           A7
Nananananan nausea
  A            A7
Nahoodyooayahsoblue
  D7
Nanananananausea
  D7        A
Nanananananausea

A   A7

N.C.
Hut!

Pray for him

Hut!

Pray for us all

Hut!

But pray for the boy
           A   A7
With the ball


Verse 3:
          A                       A7
There is something lacking in my play
           A                    A7
There are rules I must not be aware of
      F#m                     A7
If I touch her breast, would she applaud?
      F#m             A7
Would she protest? Appeal to God?
     D
And weep?
      D                   E
If I touch her would she let me fall
  F#m
Asleep?

    D                  E
I touch her eyes, her lips are warm,
    F#m
Her nose is much the same
       D               E
We're waiting for the whistle sound
      F#m                Bm
She strokes my head and turns around
   E7
I hear my name,
      E
The nausea,