Тексты песен «Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds»

And no-one saw the carny go And the weeks flew by Until they moved on the show Leaving his caravan behind It was parked out on the south east ridge And as the company crossed the bridge With the first rain filling the...

And no-one saw the carny go And the weeks flew by Until they moved on the show Leaving his caravan behind It was parked out on the south east ridge And as the company crossed the bridge With the first rain filling the...

And no one saw the carny go The weeks flew by Until they moved on the show Leaving his caravan behind It was parked out on the south east ridge And as the company crossed the bridge With the first rain filling the bone...

I live in a town called Millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole town turn to gold It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming...

I live in a town called Millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole thing turn to gold It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming...

I live in a town called Millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole town turn to gold It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming...

Inanimational items elude I, and In-an-emotional-motion I swallow my Motive of quicker location is slammed My dim chance of skipping this thick world is thin They call me Dim I am the Dim Locator Dim Locator Loco, lomo,...

Inanimational items elude I, and In-an-emotional-motion I swallow my Motive of quicker location is slammed my dim chance of skipping this thick world is thin They call me Dim I am the Dim Locator Dim Locator Loco, lomo,...

I, cigarette fingers Puff and poke Puff and poking the smoke Touches the ground You, your lungs and your wrists They throb like trains Choo choo choo It's a prison of sound Of sound She, by my chinny chin...

I, cigarette fingers puff and poke puff and poking the smoke touches the ground You, your lungs and your wrists they throb like trains choo choo choo it's a prison of sound of sound She, by my chinny chin...

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...

One more land gone One more land gone One more land... One more land gone One more land gone One more land is gone... The Good Hun rode into the fields He is Attila, he has a great big axe Thinkin' bout movin'...

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...

One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man is gone Well the good son walks into the field He is a tiller and...

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (l,m) Cave (p) Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds < Nick Cave: vocals, piano, hammond, harmonica; Mick Harvey: bass,...

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...

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...

One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man is gone Well the good son walks into the field He is a tiller and...

I set out on monday The night was cold and vast And my brother slept And though I left quite quietly My father raged and raged And my mother wept Now, my life was like a river All sucked into the ground And then the...

I set out on Monday The night was cold and vast My brother slept I left quite quietly My father raged and raged My mother wept My life was like a river All sucked into the ground And then the hammer came down Lord, the...