Title: “Rushing Blues (Black-Eye & Nausea)”**
Verse 1
I got five stitches in my eyebrow, Lord, don’t play no games
My eye is black and blue, and it look like it lost its name
The back of my head feel like a drum, it won’t stop being sore
I’m nauseous as a catfish, begging mercy at the door
Verse 2
I was rushing to get the job done, cleaning up no homes
Thought I’d hurry, grab my wings—leave and catch that flight home
But I tripped over life itself, yeah, I made it real
Now I’m laid up like a porch swing that don’t move at all, can’t heal
Chorus
Rushing blues, rushing blues, I should’ve known better, that’s true
If it’s hurting me this bad, Lord, it’s payback for the “do-do-do”
Stitches and a black eye, that’s my new fashion show
I ain’t even hungry—just nauseous, I don’t want no more
Verse 3
The sad part is I’m lying here in bed, feeling kind of “meh”
Every time I sit up, my stomach starts to rehearse its “whee!”
I’m wishing I had left it for somebody else to do
‘Cause I paid for that “I’ll handle it” with pain that won’t get through
Verse 4
I tried some water, tried some crackers, felt like nothing works
My body said “nope,” and my stomach said “go berserk”
My eyebrow got a little zipper look, like a sci-fi tool
I’m the main character in a caution sign—I’m the proof
Final Chorus (bigger / more upbeat)
Rushing blues, rushing blues, yeah I’m down but I’m still funny
Ain’t got no swagger, just a bruise with a personality (b-b-b-bullying me)
Black eye, stitches, nausea, that’s my emergency show
Next time I’m taking my time—before I hit the “oops” again, no
Outro (last line you can repeat)
If you’re feeling brave, just remember: leave it for somebody else to do