Тексты песен «Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds»

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...

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

(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...

(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...

They found Mary Bellows cuffed to the bed With a rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head O poor Mary Bellows She'd grown up hungry, she'd grown up poor She left her home in Arkansas O poor Mary Bellows She wanted to...

They found Mary Bellows cuffed to the bed With a rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head O poor Mary Bellows She'd grown up hungry, she'd grown up poor She left her home in Arkansas O poor Mary Bellows She wanted to...

They found Mary Bellows cuffed to the bed With a rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head O poor Mary Bellows She'd grown up hungry, she'd grown up poor She left her home in Arkansas O poor Mary Bellows She wanted to...

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (l,m) Nick Cave (p) Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds < Nick Cave: vocals, piano, organ; Mick Harvey: rhythm guitar; Blixa...

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...

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...

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...

Orpheus sat gloomy in his garden shed Wondering what to do With a lump of wood and a piece of wire And a little pot of glue Oh mama, oh mama He sawed at the wood with half a heart And glued it top to bottom He strung a...

Orpheus sat gloomy in his garden shed Wondering what to do With a lump of wood, a piece of wire And a little pot of glue O Mamma O Mamma He sawed at the wood with half a heart And glued it top to bottom He strung a...

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...

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...

It began when they come took me from my home And put me in Death 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...

// Bits I can remember of this excellent song // Corrections and addition welcome // Feedback to pfgumby@yoyo.cc.monash.edu.au Into the mercy seat I climb My head is shaved, my head is wired And the mercy seat is...

Todo comenzo cuando vinieron a sacarme de casa Y me pusieron en la cuerda De lo cual estoy muy cerca de ser del todo inocente, tu sabes Y lo dire nuevamente Yo...no...temo...morir Comenze a acalorarme y afiebrarme A...

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...

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...