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Lucy - Nick Cave[Songtekst]
Last night I lay trembling hTe moon it was low It was the end of love Of misery and woe Then suddenly above me Her face buried in light Came a vision of beauty All covered in white Now the bell-tower is ringing And the night has stole past O Lucy, can you hear me? Wherever you rest I'

Mercy I stood in the water In the middle month of winter My camel skin was torture I was in a state of nature The wind, sir, it was wicked I was so alone Just as I predicted My followers were gone And I cried `Mercy' Have mercy upon me And I got down on my knees Thrown into a dungeon

(J. Bundrick) Mary, grab the baby, the river's rising Muddy water taking back the land The old-frame house, she can't take-a one more beating Ain't no use to stay and make a stand Well the morning light shows water in the valley Daddy's grave just went below the line Things to say, you

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 Poor spiritual food And the spears of bright sun All brave with it conquest Did hover unearthly In banners of fire

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 I travelled this world around For an answer that refused to be found I don't know why and I don't know how But she's nobody's

I am tall and I am thin Of an enviable hight And I've been known to be quite handsome In a certain angle and in certain light Well I entered into O'Malley's Said, "O'Malley I have a thirst" O'Malley merely smiled at me Said "You wouldn't be the first" I knocked on the

I went out walking the other day The wind hung wet around my neck My head it rung with screams and groans From the night I spent amongst her bones I passed beside the mission house Where that mad old buzzard, the reverend, Shrieked and flapped about life after your dead Well, I thought abo

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 Under blossom we made our vows All the blossoms come sailing down Through the streets and through the playgrounds The sun would stream on the she

(S. MacGowan) I've been loving you a long time Down all the years, down all the days And I've cried for all your troubles Smiled at your funny little ways We watched our friends grow up together And we saw them as they fell Some of them felli nto heaven And some of them fell into hell

Take a litle walk to the edge of town Go across the tracks Where the viaduct looms, like a bird of doom As it shifts and cracks Where secrets lie in the border fires, in the humming wires Hey man, you know you're never coming back Past the square, past the bridge, past the mills, past t

(Orbison, Melson) Just running scared, each place we go So afraid, that he might show Yeah, running scared, what would I do If he came back and wanted you? Just running scared, feeling low Running scared that you love him so Just running scared, afraid to lose If he came back, whi

Down the road I look and there runs Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries We go down to th eriver where the willows weep Take a naked root for a lovers seat That rose out of the bitten soil But sound to the ground by creeping ivy coils O Mary you have seduced my soul And I don't know ri

Born of the river, Born of its ever-changing, never-changing murky water Oh riverboat just rollin' along through the great great greasy city Huck standing like a Saint, upon its deck If ya wanna catch a Saint, then bait ya hook, let's take a walk... 'O come to me!, O come to me!' is what

O say goodbye to the little girl tree O you know that I must say goodbye To the little girl tree This wall I built around you Is made out of stone-lies O little girl the truth would be An axe in thee O father look to your daughter Brick of grief and stricken morter With this ring This s

Scum - Nick Cave[Songtekst]
Well, I lived with one Well, I lived with one, I lived with two, I even lived with a third I wanna tell you about number one He was a miserable shitwringing turd Like he reminded me of some evil gnome Shakin hands was like shakin a hot, fat, oily bone Holdin on for far too long Yes he too

Once she lay open like a road Carbed apart the madness that I stumbled from But she fell away She fell away Shed me like a skin She fell away Left me holding everythnig Once the road lay open like a girl And we drank and laughed and threw the bottle over But she fell away She fell away

(Newbury, Folger) Yesterday the sun was shining but you're finding the sun it Don't shine all the time A winter day suddenly came your way And you ran into your mind Sleeping Analeah, Weeping Analeah Do you think you're ready for me? Oh and yesterday is gone forever and ever, never

(Greenaway, Cooke) Something's gotten hold of my heart Keeping my soul and my senses apart Something's gotten into my life Cutting its way through my dreams like a knife Turning me up and turning me down Making me smile and making me frown In a world that was small I once lived in a t

Sorrow's child sits by the river Sorrow's child hears not the water Sorrow's child sits by the river Sorrow's child hears not the water And just when it seems as though You've got strength enough to stand Sorrow's child all weak and strange Stands waiting at your hand Sorrow's chil dsteps

All the towers of ivory are crumbling And the swallows have sharpened their beaks This is the time of our great undoing This is the time that I'll come running Straight to you For I am captured Straight to you For I am captured One more time The light in our window is fading The candl

Stranger than Kindness Stranger than kindness Bottled light from hotels Spilling everything Wet hand from the volcano Sobers your skin Stranger than Kindness You caress yourself And grind my soft cold bones below Your map of desire Burned in your flesh Even a fool can come A strange l

Sugar Sugar Sugar That man is bad The road he drives you down O sugar its a drag That road it twists That road is crossed Its down that road A lot of little girls go lost Sugar Sugar Sugar Keep on driving on Until the City of right Becomes the City of wrong That stretch is long You'l

Sunday's got a slave Monday's got one too Sunday's got a slave Monday's got one too Our sufferings are countless Our pleasures are motley few Spend all day digging my grave Now go get Sunday's slave Tuesday sleeps in a stable Wednesday's in a chains Tuesday gathers up the crumbs under the table We

Jazz Fire eating drag-queens dressed as society whores Crazy two timing bitches running round Ghetto blasting blasters, blasting magnificently Blossoms falling from the cherry trees That's what jazz is to me High buildings with crippled backs circle around my dreams I clutch at the greasy

There was a thick set man with frog eyes who was standing by the door and a little bald man with wing-nut ears was waiting in the car Well Robert Moore passed the frog-eyed man as he walked into the bar, and Betty Coltrane she jumped under her table. "What's your pleasure?" ask

(T. Springfield, F. Farian) Say goodbye, my one true lover And we'll steal a lover's song How it breaks my heart to leave you Now the carnival has gone Oh my love, the dawn is breaking And my tears are falling rain For the carnival is over

One more man gone One more man gone One more man is gone The good son walks into the field He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands But down in his heart now He lays down his queer plans Against his brother and against his family Yet he worships his brother And he worships his mother But

(A. Harvey) Oh please don't send me out Said the man with the hammer, hammering the anvil I been walking on a road of rocks And I keep on hammering, keep on hammering, keep on hammering, Hammering the anvil Don't let the sun go down Said the man with the fire, firing the furnace I bee

It was the dirty end of winter Along the loom of the land When I walked with sweet Sally Hand upon hand And the wind it bit bitter For a boy of no means With no shoes on his feet And a knife in his jeans Along the loom of the land The mission bells peeled From the tower at Saint Mar

It began when they come took me from my home And put me in Dead Row, Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know. And I'll say it again I..am..not..afraid..to..die. I began to warm and chill To objects and their fields, A ragged cup, a twisted mop The face of Jesus in my soup Those si

The moon is in the gutter And the stars wash down the sink I am the king of the blues I scape the clay off my shoes And wade down the gutter and the moon The moon blinds my eye with opal cataracts As I cut through the saw-mills and the stacks, Leaping over the gully where I would one day

Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, baby Every time you come around Come loose your dogs upon me And let your hair hang down You are a little mystery to me Every time you come around We talk about it all night long We define our omral groun

(Cash, Daniels) As I walk these narrow streets Where a million passin feet have trod before me With my guitar in my hand Suddenly I realize nobody knows me Where yesterday the multitude Screamed and cried my name out for a song Today the streets are empty And the crowds have all gone

Guitar thug blew into town His eyes like wheels spinnin' round Jerkin-off at every sound Layin' all his crosses down O yeah He got Six Strings The Six Strings that drew blood The bar is full of Holy-Joes A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria Around the neck of our consumptive rose is the root of a

I never thought that it'd be so simple but I found a way, I found a way I always thought that it'd be too crazy but I found a way, I found a way If you open up your mind See what's inside It's gonna take some time, to realize But if you look inside, I'm sure you'll find Over your shoulder you know