Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds LYRICS

view ALL Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds lyrics

Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - A Dead Song - lyrics

This is true
Mister nothing said forever said
I can sing
Hit it! make it a dead one
With words like
Blood, soldier mother
O.k. o.k.
I want to sleep before the end
Which is impolite
Hit it! make it a dead one
If nothing crops up
Ill give you a ring
You can sing the end
O.k o.k.
Then I could get
All the little animals out of my room
Hit it! with a broom
O.k o.k
Put them in a big white sack
No visitors came
Hit it! with words like.....
Thou shalt not
The end

Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - (Are You) The One That I've Been Waiting For? - lyrics

I've felt you coming, girl, as you drew near
I knew you'd find me, 'cause I longed you here
Are you my destiny?
Is this how you'll appear?
Wrapped in a coat with tears in your eyes?
Well, take that coat, babe, and throw it on the floor
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?
As you've been moving surely toward me
My soul has comforted and assured me
That in time, my heart, it will reward me
And that all will be revealed
So I've sat and I've watched an ice-age thaw
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?
Out of sorrow entire worlds have been built
Out of longing great wonders have been willed
They're only little tears, darling, let them spill
And lay your head upon my shoulder
Outside my window, the world has gone to war
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?
Oh, we will know, won't we?
The stars will explode in the sky
Oh, but they don't, do they?
Stars have their moment and then they die
There's a man who spoke wonders, though I've never met him
He said: "He who seeks, finds, and who knocks, will be let in,"
I think of you in motion and just how close you are getting
And how every little thing anticipates you
All down my veins my heart-strings call
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?

Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - 500 Miles - lyrics

If you miss the train Im on
Then you know that Ill be gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Lord Im one, lord Im two, lord Im three, lord Im four
Lord Im 500 miles away from home
500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles,
Lord Im 500 miles away from home
Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name
Lord I cant go-a-home this-a-way
This-a-way, this-a-way, this-a-way, this-a-way,
Lord I cant go-a-home this-a-way

Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - Abattoir Blues - lyrics

The sun is high up in the sky and I'm in my car
Drifting down into the abattoir
Do you see what I see, dear?
The air grows heavy. I listen to your breath
Entwined together in this culture of death
Do you see what I see, dear?
Slide on over here, let me give you a squeeze
To avert this unholy evolutionary trajectory
Can you hear what I hear, babe?
Does it make you feel afraid?
Everything's dissolving, babe, according to plan
The sky is on fire, the dead are heaped across the land
I went to bed last night and my
moral code got jammed
I woke up this morning with a Frappucino in my hand
I kissed you once. I kissed you again
My heart it tumbled like the stock exchange
Do you feel what I feel, dear?
Mass extinction, darling, hypocrisy
These things are not good for me
Do you see what I see, dear?
The line the God throws down to you and me
Makes a pleasing geometry
Shall we leave this place now, dear?
Is there someway out of here?
I wake with the sparrows and I hurry off to work
The need for validation, babe, gone completely
berserk
I wanted to be your Superman but I turned out such a
jerk
I got the abattoir blues
I got the abattoir blues
I got the abattoir blues
Right down to my shoes

Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - And No More Shall We Part - lyrics

And no more shall we part
It will no longer be necessary
And no more will I say, dear heart
I am alone and she has left me
And no more shall we part
The contracts are drawn up, the ring is locked upon the finger
And never again will my letters start
Sadly, or in the depths of winter
And no more shall we part
All the hatchets have been buried now
And all of birds will sing to your
Beautiful heart
Upon the bough
And no more shall we part
Your chain of command has been silenced now
And all of those birds wouldve sung to your beautiful heart
Anyhow
Lord, stay by me
Dont go down
I will never be free
If Im not free now
Lord, stay by me
Dont go down
I never was free
What are you talking about?
For no more shall we part
And no more shall we part

Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - As I Sat Sadly By Her Side - lyrics

As I sat sadly by her side
At the window, through the glass
She stroked a kitten in her lap
And we watched the world as it fell past
Softly she spoke these words to me
And with brand new eyes, open wide
We pressed our faces to the glass
As I sat sadly by her side
She said, father, mother, sister, brother,
Uncle, aunt, nephew, niece,
Soldier, sailor, physician, labourer,
Actor, scientist, mechanic, priest
Earth and moon and sun and stars
Planets and comets with tails blazing
All are there forever falling
Falling lovely and amazing
Then she smiled and turned to me
And waited for me to reply
Her hair was falling down her shoulders
As I sat sadly by her side
As I sat sadly by her side
The kitten she did gently pass
Over to me and again we pressed
Our different faces to the glass
That may be very well, I said
But watch the one falling in the street
See him gesture to his neighbours
See him trampled beneath their feet
All outward motion connects to nothing
For each is concerned with their immediate need
Witness the man reaching up from the gutter
See the other one stumbling on who can not see
With trembling hand I turned toward her
And pushed the hair out of her eyes
The kitten jumped back to her lap
As I sat sadly by her side
Then she drew the curtains down
And said, when will you ever learn
That what happens there beyond the glass
Is simply none of your concern?
God has given you but one heart
You are not a home for the hearts of your brothers
And God does not care for your benevolence
Anymore than he cares for the lack of it in others
Nor does he care for you to sit
At windows in judgement of the world he created
While sorrows pile up around you
Ugly, useless and over-inflated
At which she turned her head away
Great tears leaping from her eyes
I could not wipe the smile from my face
As I sat sadly by her side

Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - A Box For Black Paul - lyrics

Wholl build a box for black paul?
Ahm enquirin on behalf of his soul
Ahd be beholdin to ya all
For a lil information, just a little indication
Just wholl dig the hole?
When ya done ransackin his room
Grabbin any damn thing that shines,
Throw the scraps down on the street
Like all his books and his notes.
All his books and his notes and
All the junk that he wrote
The whole *****en lot right up in smoke
Aint there nuthin sacred anymore
Wont someone will build a box for black paul?
And their shootin off his guns
And their shootin off their mouths
Saying ***** with us ... and die!
***** with us ... and die!
(lets see that rat of fear go scuttle in their skulls)
cover that eye! cover that frozen eye!
Black-puppet, in a heap up against the stoning-wall
Black-puppet, go to sleep, ma-ma wont scold ya anymore
Armies of ants, wade up the lil red streams
Theyre headin for the mother-pool
O lord, its cruel! o man its hot! o man its hot and
And some of them ants they just climb to the spot
Who threw the first stone at black paul?
dont ask us, say the critics and the hacks
The pen-pushers and the quacks
we jes cum to git dah facks!
we jes cum to git dah facks!
Hey, hey, hey, hey...
Here is the hammer, that built the scaffold,
And built the box...
Here is the shovel, that dug the hole,
In this ground of rocks...
And here is the pile of stones!
And for each one planted, God only knows,
A blood-rose grown...
These are the true demon-flowers!
These are the true demon-flowers!
Stand back everyone! blood-black everyone!
Wholl build a box for black paul?
Wholl carry it up the hill?
not i, said the widow, adjusting her veil
ah will not drive the nail
Or cart his puppet-body home,
For ah done that one hundred times before,
Yeah! ah done that one hundred times or more,
And why should ah dress his wounds?
When he has wounded my dress, nightly,
Right across the floor
Wholl build a box for black paul?
Wholl carry it up the hill?
Wholl bury it in the black-soil?
And from the woods and the thickets
Come the ghosts of his victims
we love you!
ah love you!
and this will not hurt a bit,
Outta my eyes was your rise to full glory spring up from the corp(? ? ) of life well go up, up, up, up, up into death
Up, up, up, up, inhale its breath
O yes, death favours those that favor death
Here is the stone, and this is the inscription it bare:
below lies black paul, under the upper...
But above and beyond the surface-flat-fall there.
And all the angels come on down,
And all you men and women crowd around
And all the old widows weeping into their skirts
And all the lil gals and the lil boys
And the scribes with their pens poised
All the hullaballoo, all the norse
All the hullaballoo, all the noise
All the hullaballoo, all of the noise
Clears his throat of black blood
Singin black paul like a lonely boy...
We-e-e-ll, ah have cried one thousand tears
Ahve cried a thousand tears, its true
And the next stormy night you know,
That ahm still cryin them for you
Well, ah had a gal she was so sweet,
Red dress, and long red hair hangin down
And heaven yes aint heaven
Without that lil girl hangin around
Well, ya know ahve beenn a bad-man
And lord knows ah done some good things too
But ah confess, my soul will never rest
Until youve, until youve build
Until youve built a box for my gal, too.
My gal, too
My gal, too

Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - All Tomorrow's Parties - lyrics

(l. reed)
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrows parties
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrows parties
And where will she go and what shall she do
When midnight comes around
Shell turn once more to sundays gown
And cry behind the door
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrows parties
Why silks and plumes of yesterdays gowns
To all tomorrows parties
And what shall she do with thursdays rags
When monday comes around
Shell turn once more to sundays clown
And cry behind the door
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrows parties
For thursdays child is sundays clown
For whom none will go mourning
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrows parties

Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - Are You The One That I've Been Waiting For? - lyrics

Ive felt you coming girl, as you drew near
I knew youd find me, cause I longed you here
Are you my desitiny? is this how youll appear?
Wrapped in a coat with tears in your eyes?
Well take that coat babe, and throw it on the floor
Are you the one that Ive been waiting for?
As youve been moving surely toward me
My soul has comforted and assured me
That in time my heart it will reward me
And that all will be revealed
So Ive sat and Ive watched an ice-age thaw
Are you the one that Ive been waiting for?
Out of sorrow entire worlds have been built
Out of longing great wonders have been willed
Theyre only little tears, darling, let them spill
And lay your head upon my shoulder
Outside my window the world has gone to war
Are you the one that Ive been waiting for?
O we will know, wont we?
The stars will explode in the sky
O but they dont, do they?
Stars have their moment and then they die
Theres a man who spoke wonders though Ive never met him
He said, he who seeks finds and who knocks will be let in
I think of you in motion and just how close you are getting
And how every little thing anticipates you
All down my veins my heart-strings call
Are you the one that Ive been waiting for?

Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - All The Pretty Little Horsies - lyrics

From the current 93 album all the pretty horsies
Hush-a-bye
Dont you cry
Go to sleepy little baby
Go to sleepy little baby
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horsies
All the pretty little horsies
Blacks and bays
Dapples and greys
All the pretty little horsies
Way down yonder
In the meadow
Lies a poor little lamby
Bees and butterflies
Flitting round his eyes
Poor little thing is crying
Mammy
Go to sleep
Dont you cry
Rest your head upon the clover
Rest your head upon the clover
In your dreams
You shall ride
While your mammys watching over
Blacks and bays
Dapples and greys
All the pretty little horsies
All the pretty little horsies
All the pretty little horsies
All the pretty little horsies
view more Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds lyrics