People just ain't no good. I think that's well understood. You can see it everywhere you look. People just ain't no good. We were married under cherry trees.
Allergic to all penetration. It's true what they say about you. I know mouth escape route. To [Incomprehensible]. . Wake up it's over, refreshes. Looks like the time waived out on you.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------. (l,m) Nick Cave. (p) Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. . Blixa Bargeld: guitar; Conway Savage: piano;.
You can never know. Until you give me solid gold. Easy action, rock all over you. I've got the lips that drive you to distraction. . Lied about all the girls you laid.
I am tall and I am thin. Of an enviable height. And I've been known to be quite handsome. From a certain angle and a certain light. Well I entered into O'Malley's.
I've searched the holy books. I tried to unravel the mystery of Jesus Christ, the saviour. I've read the poets and the analysts. Searched through the books on human behaviour.
One morn I awakened. A new sun was shining. The sky was a Kingdom. All covered in blood. The moon and the stars. Where the troops that lay conquered. Like fruit left to wither.
There's a devil waiting outside your door. (How much longer). There's a devil waiting outside your door. It is bucking and braying and pawing at the floor.
There she stand, this lovely creature. There she stand, there she stands. With her hair full of ribbons. And green gloves on her hands. So I asked this lovely creature.
The Boatman calls from the lake. A lone loon dives upon the water. I put my hand over hers. Down in the lime tree arbour. The wind in the trees is whispering.
They're gonna lay me low (Lay me low). They're gonna sink me in the snow. They're gonna throw back their heads and crow. When I go. They're gonna jump and shout (Lay me low).
These chains of sorrow, they are heavy, it is true. And these locks cannot be broken,. no, not with one thousand keys. O Jailer, you wear a ball-n-chain you cannot see.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------. (l,m) Nick Cave. (p) Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. . Blixa Bargeld: guitar; Conway Savage: piano;.
Jangling Jack. Goes Yackety Yack. Visits the home of the brave. Hails a fat yellow cab. Jack wanna celebrate. Jack wanna big drink. Driver drops him at a bar.
They dragged Jack and his shadow. From the hole. And the bulb that burned above him. Did shine both day and night. And his shadow learned to love his.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------. (l,m) Nick Cave. (p) Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. . Blixa Bargeld: guitar; Conway Savage: piano;.
I don't believe in an interventionist God. But I know, darling, that you do. But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him. Not to intervene when it came to you.
Elvis Presley. In The Ghetto (The Vicious Circle). ==================================. As the snow flies. On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'. A poor little baby child is born.
What is this place? What am I doing here?. I've been exposed. You've exposed my fears!. In a dark room, you have left me all alone.. . I'm not afraid of this!.
They're taking me down, my friend. And as they usher me off to my end. Will I bid you adieu ?. Or will I be seeing you soon ?. If what they say around here is true.