Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds. The Ballad of Robert Moore and Betty Coltrane by Nick Cave Intro - Cm Cm There's a thick set man with frog eyes who was standing by the door Bb and a little bald man with wing nut ears was waiting in the car G# Bb Fm Bb Well Robert Moore past the frog eyed man as he walked into the bar Cm and Betty Coltrane she jumped under the table Cm What's your pleasure asked the barman he had a face like boiled meat Bb "There's a girl called Betty Coltrane who I have come to see" G# Bb Fm Bb Well I haven't seen that girl round here for more than a week" Cm and Betty Coltrane she hid beneath the table. Chords worked out by Andy Field (andyf@cogs.susx.ac.uk) Note: In actual fact the guitar only ever plays the last two lines of each phrase (i.e. G# Bb Fm Bb Cm). The other lines are bass only. However you can play guitar over the whole thing if you don't have access to a band! (I'll Love You) Till the End of the World It was a miracle I even got out of Longwood alive, this town full of men with big mouths and no guts; I mean if you can just picture it, the whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast and the street below showered in shards of broken glass, and all the drunks pouring out of the dance halls staring up at the smoke and the flames; and the blind pencil seller waving his stick shouting for his dog that lay dead on the side of the road; and me, if you can believe this, at the wheel of the of the car closing my eyes and actually praying; not to god above but to you, saying: help me, girl; help me, girl I'll love you till the end of the world with your black as coal and your long dark curls some things we plan, we sit and we invent and we plot and cook up; others are works of inspiration, of poetry; and it was this genius hand that pushed me up the hotel stairs to say my last goodbye to a hair as white as snow and of pale blue eyes saying: I gotta go; I gotta go, the bomb in the bread basket are ready to blow in this town of men with big mouths and no guts, the pencil seller's dog, spooked by the explosion, leaping under my wheels as I careered out of Longwood on my way to you waiting in your dress, in your dress of blue I said: thank you, girl; thank you, girl I'll love you till the end of the world with your eyes black as coal and your long, dark curls and with the horses prancing through the fields, with my knife in my jeans and the rain on the shield; I sang a song for the glory of the beauty of you waiting for me in your dress of blue thank you, girl. thank you, girl I'll love you till the end of the world with your eyes black as coal and your long, dark curls I said: thank you, girl; thank you, girl I'll love you till the end of the world with your eyes black as coal and your long, dark curls I said: thank you, girl; thank you, girl I'll love you till the end of the world with your eyes black as coal and your long, dark curls I said: thank you, girl; thank you, girl I'll love you till the end of the world with your eyes black as coal and your long, dark curls thank you, girl; thank you, girl I'll love you till the end of the world with your eyes black as coal and your long, dark curls  * Kicking Against the Pricks Chords *  Transcribed by: Paul McMullan and Trond J. Stroem for Something's Gotten Hold Of My Heart, and Blake Cotton for The Singer and Running Scared and All Tomorrow's Parties. * Muddy Water * I'm Gonna Kill That Woman * Sleeping Analeah * Long Black Veil * Hey Joe * The Singer * All Tomorrow's Parties * By The Time I Get To Phoenix * The Hammer Song * Something's Gotten Hold Of My Heart * Jesus Met The Woman At The Well * The Carnival Is Over * Running Scared The Singer (Cash, Daniels) * riff after every two lines or so A------2-0------- E----------2----- F# B As I walk these narrow streets F# Where a million passin feet have trod before me * F# With my guitar in my hand B F# Suddenly I realize nobody knows me * B Where yesterday the multitude F# Screamed and cried my name out for a song * F# Today the streets are empty B F# And the crowds have all gone home ** F# I pass a million houses B B But there is no place that I belong * F# All I knew to give you B F# Was song after song after song * All the truths I tried to tell you Were as distant to you as the moon Born 200 years too late And 200 years too soon I'm a child of this age Locked into the pages of your book And when I am but dust and clay And all the children stop to take a look Will they marvel at the miracles I did perform And the heights I did aspire Or will they tear out the pages of the book To light a fire With the rain on my face There is no place that I belong Did you forget this fucking singer so soon? And did you forget my song? All Tomorrow's Parties (Velvet Underground) These are just the standard chords, the way the Velvet Underground and I assume the Seeds play it is with a gooseneck tuning where all the strings are tuned to D. C C Bb Bb/A C And what costume shall the poor girl wear F Dm G G To all tomorrow's parties (same) A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties F F G G And where will she go and what shall she do F F G G When midnight comes around C C Bb Bb/A C She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown F Dm C And cry behind the door Lead fill: C e:-1---0------------0------------------------------------------ B:---------3----3---1------------------------------------------ G:------------------0------------------------------------------ D:------------------2------------------------------------------ A:------------------3------------------------------------------ E:------------------------------------------------------------- And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door Solo: (this is almost it) F C G C e:-5-5-5-3----------------------------------------------------- B:---------6-3-5-5-5-5-----------3---3-3-5-5-5-5--------------- G:-----------------------2-4-4-4---4--------------------------- D:------------------------------------------------------------- A:------------------------------------------------------------- E:------------------------------------------------------------- F C G C e:-8-8-8--7--5--------------1-1-1-0----0----------------------- B:--------------3-5-5-5-5-----------3--1----------------------- G:-------------------------------------0----------------------- D:-------------------------------------2----------------------- A:-------------------------------------3----------------------- E:------------------------------------------------------------- And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's 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 tomorrow's parties Something's Gotten Hold of My Heart (Greenaway/Cook) (NOTE: These chords are really for Gene Pitney's original; Cave does it in a lower key, but I haven't bothered to check out which. - Trond.) INTRO: C G Em D (Gm)Something's gotten hold of my (F)heart Keeping my (Eb)soul and my (D7)senses a(Gm)part Something's gotten into my (F)life Cutting it's (Eb)way through my (D7)dreams like a (Gm)knife (F)Turning me (Eb)up, and (D7)turning me (Gm)down (F)Making me (Eb)smile, and (D7)making me (Gm)frown (Gm)In a world that was (F)small I once lived in a (Bb7)time that was (Eb)peace and no (D7)troubles at (Gm)all But then you came my (F)way And a feeling (of) un(Gm)known shook my (F)heart, made me (C7)want you to (F)stay (C7)All of my (F)nights, and (C7)all of my (Eb)days (D7) (yeah I gotta tell you now) (Gm)Something's gotten hold of my (F)hand Dragging my (Eb)soul to a (D7)beautiful (Gm)land Yeah, something has invaded my (F)night Painting my (Eb)sleep with a (D7)colour so (Gm)bright (F)Changing the (Eb)grey, and (D7)changing the (Gm)blue (F)Scarlet for (Eb)me, and (D7)scarlet for (G)you (C) (G) (Em) (A) I (A7)got to know if this is the real thing I (A9)got to know it's making my heart sing Wo-hoo-(D)o-ye-e-e-e-e e-(D9) You (D7)smile and I am lost for a lifetime Each (D9)minute spent with you is the (D7)right time Every hour, every day You touch me and my mind goes astray, yeah Baby, baby (Gm)Something's gotten hold of my (F)hand Dragging my (Eb)soul to a (D7)beautiful (Gm)land Something has invaded my (F)night Painting my (Eb)sleep with a (D7)colour so (Gm)bright (F)Changing the (Eb)grey, and (D7)changing the (Gm)blue (?)Scarlet for (Eb)me, and (D7)scarlet for (Gm)you A9:xx2423 D9:200210 (* Play the Bb7 as a bare chord on the 6th fret to make it sound right, i.e. 686766. - Trond.) Comments from Paul McMullan: The position of the chords is about right I think. In many cases they should be played on the start of the word that follows the chord. For example, (F)scarlet ... means the F is played on the s. My positioning of the chords isn't exactly the same as the sheet music - it doesn't always correspond to where the guitar chord has been placed. But it does agree with the chord (or note) in the piano notation. Running Scared (???) A Just running scared Bm Each place we go C#m So afraid E7 E9sus4 E7 That he might show A Yeah, running scared Bm What would I do C#m If he came back E7 A And wanted you A Just running scared Bm Feeling low C#m Running scared E7 You loved him so A Just running scared Bm Afraid to lose C#m If he came back E7 A A7 Which one would you choose D D6 Then all at once Dmaj7 D Dmaj7 D6 He was standing there D D6 So sure of himself Dmaj7 D Dmaj7 D6 His head in the air D D6 My heart was breaking Dmaj7 D Which one would it be? D D6 D E7 A You turned around and walked away with me  * Kicking Against the Pricks Lyrics *  Table of Contents: * Muddy Water * I'm Gonna Kill That Woman * Sleeping Analeah * Long Black Veil * Hey Joe * The Singer * All Tomorrow's Parties * By The Time I Get To Phoenix * The Hammer Song * Something's Gotten Hold Of My Heart * Jesus Met The Woman At The Well * The Carnival Is Over * Running Scared * Black Betty Muddy Water (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 just can't take em with ya This flood will swallow all you've left behind Won't be back to start all over Cause what I felt before is gone Mary, take the child, the river's rising Muddy water taking back my home The road is gone, there's just one way to leave here Turn my back on what I've left below Shifting land, broken farms around me Muddy water's changing all I know It's hard to say just what I'm losing Ain't never felt so all alone Mary, take the child, the river's rising Muddy water taking back my home Won't be back to start all over Cause what I felt before is gone Mary, take the child, the river's rising Muddy water's changing all I know Muddy water's changing all I know Lord, this muddy water is taking back my home I'm Gonna Kill That Woman (J.L. Hooker) Yeah, my baby left me this morning And I don't care now, I don't care what the people say Yeah, I did everything that I could, everything I could, Lord knows I did everything I could I tried to satisfy her worried mind, that's what I did You know she was nothing but trouble, trouble She keep me worried all the time God knows her movements are killing me Yeah, my baby stayed out all night long, all night long She keep me worried all the time Yeah, I lay down last night I was thinking Must I kill that woman? Must I kill that woman? Oh Lord I get down on my knees They tell me God forgivin' everything you do But I don't care what the people say I'm gonna kill that woman, I'm gonna kill that woman, God knows I'm gonna get down on my knees Sleeping Analeah (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 To be again You looked for the sunshine, that brought warmth to your mind But find only rain Sleeping Analeah, Weeping Analeah No, you're not ready for me But when yesterday becomes a memory, a memory That we uncovered in time If you still remember that cold September I reigned in your mind Sleeping Analeah, Weeping Analeah Then you'd be ready for me Long Black Veil (D. Del, M. Wilkins) She walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows, nobody sees Nobody knows but me Ten years ago, on a cold dark night Someone was killed 'neath the Town Hall light There were few at the scene, but they all agreed That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me The judge he said: Son, what is your alibi If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die But I spoke not a word though it meant my life For I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife Now the scaffold is high and eternity is near She stood in the crowd but shed not a tear But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan In a long black veil she cries on my bones Hey Joe (W. Roberts) Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand? Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand? I'm gonna shoot my baby, I caught her messin round with another man Hey Joe, I heard you shot your baby down Hey Joe, I heard you shot your baby down Yes I did I shot her, I went and put her in the ground Hey Joe, where you gonna run to now? Hey Joe, where you gonna run to now? I'm heading way down South where I can be free I'm heading Mexico way, no hangman's about to put a leash around me The Singer (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 home I pass a million houses But there is no place that I belong All I knew to give you Was song after song after song All the truths I tried to tell you Were as distant to you as the moon Born 200 years too late And 200 years too soon I'm a child of this age Locked into the pages of your book And when I am but dust and clay And all the children stop to take a look Will they marvel at the miracles I did perform And the heights I did aspire Or will they tear out the pages of the book To light a fire With the rain on my face There is no place that I belong Did you forget this fucking singer so soon? And did you forget my song? All Tomorrow's Parties (L. Reed) And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's gown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and plumes of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what shall she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's 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 tomorrow's parties By The Time I Get To Phoenix (J. Webb) By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be rising And she'll find that note that I left hanging on the door And she'll laugh when she reads the part That says: "I'm leaving" Cause I've left that girl so many times before And by the time I get to Albuquerque, she'll be working And she'll take off time just to give me a call And she'll hear that phone keep right on ringing and ringing On the wall, yeah oh, that's all And by the time I make Oklahoma, she'll be sleeping She'll turn softly in her sleep and call my name out low And then she'll cry just to think that I'd really leave her, I left her But time after time after time I tried to tell her so But she just didn't know That I would really go That I would really go The Hammer Song (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 been buried in the snow And I keep on firing, keep on firing, keep on firing, Firing the furnace Oh don't talk to me Said the man with the chisel, chiseling the surface I been sleeping far too long And I keep on chiseling, keep on chiseling, keep on chiseling, Chiseling the surface I don't know what you mean Said the man with the shovel, shoveling the ashes I been digging in the frozen ground And I keep on shoveling, keep on shoveling, keep on shoveling, Shoveling the ashes Shoveling the ashes Chiseling the surface Firing the furnace Hammering the anvil Something's Gotten Hold Of My Heart (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 time there was peace with no trouble at all But then you came my way And a feeling unknown shook my heart, made me want you to stay All of my nights and all of my days I gotta tell you now Something's gotten hold of my hand Dragging my soul to a beautiful land Something has invaded my nights Painting my sleep with a colour so bright Changing the grey and changing the blue Scarlet for me and scarlet for you I've got to know if this is the real thing I've got to know what's making my heart sing You smile and I am lost for a lifetime Each minute spent with you is the right time Every hour, every day You touch me and my mind goes astray Jesus Met The Woman At The Well (Traditional, Arr. The Alabama Singers) Jesus met the woman at the well Jesus met the woman at the well And he told her, everything that she'd done, that she'd done And he said, woman, look-a here woman, Tell me where is your husband? She said whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I don't have one He said, woman, look-a here woman, They tell me you have five husbands And that man you have now sure ain't one She went running, crying, God help me She said whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, you must be the prophet Because you told me everything that I've done The Carnival Is Over (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 We may never meet again Like a drum my heart was beating And your kiss was sweet as wine But the joys of love are fleeting For Pierrot and Columbine Now the cloak of night is falling This will be our last goodbye Though the carnival is over I will love you till I die Running Scared (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, which one would you choose? And then all at once, he was standing there So sure of himself, his head in the air While my heart was breaking, which one would it be? Then you turned round and walked right out on me Black Betty (Leadbelly) A traditional version is also available. Look-a look-a yonder (3x) Well the sun done gone The captain can't hold her (3x) The way I do now Ada got a gold mine (3x) Way above her knees The shiv (?) is golden (3x) Above her knees Look-a look-a yonder (3x) Well the sun done gone Wohoh, Black Betty, bam-e-lam (2x) Black Betty had a baby, bam-e-lam (2x) Damn thing was crazy, bam-e-lam (2x) Wohoh, Black Betty, bam-e-lam (2x) Oh, Betty Black Betty, bam-e-lam (2x) Black Betty had a baby, bam-e-lam (2x) Damn thing was crazy, bam-e-lam (2x) Black Betty didn't mind, bam-e-lam (2x) Damn thing was blind, bam-e-lam (2x) Wohoh, Black Betty, bam-e-lam (2x) Black Betty, Black Betty, bam-e-lam (2x) Jump steady Black Betty, bam-e-lam (2x) That Monday, I was arrested Tuesday, I locked up in jail Wednesday baby, my trial's tested On Thursday, nobody could blow my bail Yes, I'm almost done (3x) And I ain't gonna yell against no bells On Monday, baby I went a-walking Tuesday, I .... asked to go On Wednesday I sat down a-talking On Thursday she hock all a my clothes Yes, I'm almost done (3x) And I ain't gonna .... no more  * Hee-Haw Lyrics (The Birthday Party) *  Transcribed by Maria... * The Friend Catcher * Waving My Arms * Catman * Mr. Clarinet * Happy Birthday * A Catholic Skin * The Red Clock * Faint Heart * Death By Drowning * The Hair Shirt * Hats On Wrong * Guilt Parade * Riddle House Mr. Clarinet I have a friend in you, oh Mr Clarinet You make me laugh, and then cry like the song of the clarinet. Marry me, marry me alive O I put on my coat of trumpets Will she be there? Is my piccolo on straight? Her white stockings and red dress that goes swish, swish, swish around her legs of lace Marry me, marry me alive O Could you tell her Would you tell her for me, oh Mr Clarinet That I love her love her, oh love her I love her but I cannot wait Marry me, marry me alive O Oh maybe, oh maybe lie down I love her, love her, love her Love her love her love her love her Happy Birthday It's a very happy day We are at lots of fun fun fun And it's ice-cream and jelly and a punch in the belly How much can you throw over the walls? And see how his face glows It's a bike! What a surprise. It's a big bike. What a big surprise. It's a red bike. What a red surprise. Oh, what a surprise. But the best thing there But the best thing there Was the wonderful dog chair Was the beautiful dog chair That could count right up to ten It could count right up to ten It went woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof. And it's another happy day. He was born eleven years ago And this year it's long trousers and a very smart tie. Just think in five years he'll be shaving. And see how his face glows It's a bike. What a surprise! It's a samurai sword. What a metal surprise. He'll remember this day for the rest of his life. But the best thing there But the best thing there Is that fabulous dog chair The immaculate dog chair That could count right up to eleven It could count right up to eleven It went woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof. But the best thing there But the best thing there Was my darling the dog chair But the rampaging dog chair That could count right up to eleven It could count right up to eleven. And it went round and round the house.  * Junkyard Lyrics (The Birthday Party) *  Transcribed by Lehn Fitzgerald... Table of Contents: * She's Hit * Dead Joe * The Dim Locator * Hamlet (Pow, Pow, Pow) * Several Sins * Big-Jesus-Trash-Can * Kiss Me Black * Six Inch Gold Blade * Kewpie Doll * Junkyard * Release The Bats * Blast Off She's Hit there is woman-pie in here mr. evangalist says she's hit the best cook you ever had ya can't blame the good-woman now, dad and ya looked him up for 20 years now there's action on the basement stairs a monster half man half beast climbs hear the hatchet (grind, grind) pilgrim gets 1 hacked daughter and all we guys get are 40 hack reporters uptown 100 skirts are bleeding mr. evangilist says she's hit ev'ry little bit she's hit ev'ry little bit now if only we could all grow wings and fly sweet hatchet swing low son I'm feeling pretty lonesome christen the bastard jack dad the head-shrinker is a quack "anyone who'd wear their hair like that" the vinyl is so cool/the conversation's cruel hold my heart romeo its in a rodeo hold my head daddy-o it just won't go-o-o-o and all the girls across the world are hit ev'ry little bit Dead Joe Oh-ho-ho-ho Dead Joe Welcome to the car smash Dead Joe Junk sculpture turning back to junk Dead Joe Oh joe nooooo! it's christmas time Joe it's christmas time now for you and all the little bells are hanging 2X2 the holly and the nativity oh speak to me Joe speak to me Joe speak to me Joe oh-oh-oh-ho Dee---e---e--e--e-e-ad Joe welcome to the car crash you can't tell the boys from the girls anymore oh-ho-ho Dead Joe, the end. The Dim Locator 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, loco, lomo l'wow, wow, wow (same as above) intrigueinometry treads on my trail Entriggering traps for a gross gang of ghost types Who later are packed in a cast iron trunk these things have been known, to get out of their wraps Don't call me Dim I am the Dim locator Dim Locator Loco, lomo...... Fog fished and filtered is filling my case book, of friends who fall foul of my files trip and breakneck are stacked in the woodshed for further good use Theres some certain people who shouldn't start fires So call me Dim! I am the Dim Locator! Dim Locator! Don't call me Dim! Hamlet (Pow, Pow, Pow) Hamlet fishin' in the grave thru custard bones and stuff he aint got no friend in there I believe our man's in love Hamlet's got a gun-now he wears a crucifex pow pow pow pow Hamlet moves so beautiful walking thru the flowers who are hing 'round the corners He's movin' down the street-now he likes the look of that cadillac pow pow pow pow Is this love some kinda love Now he movin' down my street and he's coming to my house crawling up my stairs Where for art thou baby-face where-for-art-thou pow pow pow pow Is this love Pow! He shoot it inside Don't let'em steal your heart away he went and stole my heart POW!! hey hey hey POW!! Several Sins This is a dead letter tale If I could make this print talk You made a deep mark/deep mark on me and only saints say such things as those so I slid under the floor under the oak and the iron with you under oak and iron under the thick and under the thin where only fire grows I forgot to tell you several things-Ma I forgot to tell you 'bout the 7 sins And I spat dead letter words and all the breath that I own imprinted one word in red/I read And only saints say such things as these (about the marks on your throat) Under the oak and the iron under the fat and the thick and the thin and all of that, and a few 100 more and only fire grow I heard the fire grow Alone in the...... Big-Jesus-Trash-Can Big Jesus soulmates Trash Can fucking rotton business this bot feet in the bad-boot siff in the crypt, babay, like a rock rock-rock-rock Big-Jesus soul-mates Trash-Can pumped me fulla Trash at least it smelt like Trash wears a suit of Gold (got greasy hair) but God gave me sex appeal well-well-well-rock he drives a trash can he's comin to my town rock rock rock ro-o-o-o-o-ck! Big Jesus Oil King down in Texas drives great holy tanks of gold screams from heaven's graveyard American heads will roll in Texas (roll like Daddies meat) roll under those singing stars of Texas well-well-well he drives a trash can he's coming to my town Kiss Me Black Now they put the stink on us stuffed us fulla incubus choc-o-block with sucubus never more than fuck to us c'mon and kiss me black Six Inch Gold Blade I stuck a six inch gold blade inside the head of a girl she: lying through her teeth him: lying on his back hands of this one,hands off she cried grinning at me from hip to hip hands off, pretty baby, tough blood then so soft to slip ooohh yeah I stuck a six inch gold blade in the head of a girl sharks fun slices suger-bed slices that pretty red-head I love you! now me! I love you! laughter, laughter oh baby, those skinny girls, they're so quick to murder ooohhh yeah. Shake it baby, c'mon, shake, shake it baby Kewpie Doll Well I love that Kewpie Doll yeah I bought her in a show I dressed her up in a cheap red cotton dress but everything was either fished-out or spat out fished out or spat out well i love that kewpie doll but I could not make it stick only she could save my soul she put her hands inside of me well I love that kewpie-doll dressed her in a cheap red cotton dress fished it out now spat it our now spat it out in front of me well I love that kewpie doll but I could not make it stick doll doll doll doll I held her in my cheap arms she believed in me her soul plus my arms well I love that kewpie doll I told her phony storys i love that kewpie doll she believed in me doll doll dolll doll cupie on a stick I can see her coming even now kupie on a stick I can see her walking to me even now well I love that kewpie-doll but I could not make it stick Junkyard I am the King, I am the kind One dead marine through the hatch scratch and scrape this heavenly body every ince of winning skin there's garbage in honeys sack again honey honey honey honey come on and kiss me Honey honey honey honey's child is taken over this place two dead marines standing in line drink to me! this heavenly body every inch a winning thing honey honey honey hack hack hack hack this heavenly body yack yack yack yack yack goes junk-face scratch scape scratch this winning skin there's garbage in honey's sack again garbage in honey garbage in honey garbage in honey's sack again garbage in honey junkwayrd king junkyard king King king king Release the Bats Whoooahh! Bite! Whoooah! Bite! Release the bats! Release the bats! Don't tell me that it doesn't hurt a hundred fluttering in your skirt don't tell me that it doesn't hurt My baby is alright she doesn't mind a bit of dirt she says "horror vampire bat bite" she says "horror vampire How I wish those bats would bite" Whoooah! Bite Release the bats! Release the bats! Pump them up and explode the things Her legs are chafed by sticky wings (sticky sticky little things) My baby is a cool machine she moves to the pace of her generator, says damn that sex supreme she says damn that horror bat sex vampire, cool machine Release the bats! Release the bats! Release them! Baby is a cool machine she moves to the pulse of a generator she says damn that sex supreme she says, she says damn that horror bat sex horror sx bat sex horror sex vampire sex bat horror vampire sex coll machine horror bat. Bite! Cool Machine. Bite! Sex vampire. Bite! Blast Off This time it's the truth this time nothings goinna fall on through these books are broken up Blast off! Wham! bam! Right off the shelf Right off the shelf Blast off! This is it- the last one This ine's the final-in-a-fair-field-of-wheat This building Will may be fall down Blast off! Down! down! Down! down! The ground Down! down! The ground Blast off!  * Mutiny!/The Bad Seed EP Lyrics (The Birthday Party) *  Transcribed by Maria and Blake. Table of Contents: * Jennifer's Veil * Mutiny In Heaven * Swampland * Say A Spell * Sonny's Burning * Wild World * Fears Of Gun * Deep In The Woods * Pleasure Avalanche * The Six Strings That Drew Blood * Vixo Jennifer's Veil So you've come back for Jennifer You know, she hides her face behind a veil I'm warning you Frankie, leave on the next train Your Jennifer she just isn't the same Quit waving that thing about! Come back! Come back and give me a chance to explain Your baby will never cry again. So don't try to reach out And don't let the ship's flag down Point the figure-head at the storm And drive her hard upon Don't stop and don't stop And don't let the veil drop (Another ship ready to sail--the rigging is tight Tight like Jennifer's veil). She drew the curtain on her face Ever since they came and burnt the old place down Why is she searching through the ashes? Why, only Jennifer knows that now. And the officer, without a word, Left all his junk and just moved out. So don't try to reach out And don't let the ship's flag down Point the figure-head at the glass Smash! Smash! into shards Don't stop and don't touch! And don't let the veil drop...behind Jennifer's veil Oh God! Frankie! Is that really you! Get back! Don't reach out! Get back, and get that lantern out of my room! Don't try to reach out And don't let the ship's flag down Down, down over her, like a shroud And let her sail on the sea like a stone. Don't touch and don't touch And don't let the veil drop Another ship ready to dock...the rigging comes loose... Mutiny in Heaven Well ah jumpt! and fled this fucken heap on doctored wings Mah flailin pinions, with splints and rags and crutches! (Damn things nearly hardly flap) Canker upon canker upon one million tiny punctures That look like... Long thin red ribbons draped across the arms of a lil mortal girl (Like a ground -plan of Hell) Curse these smartin strings! These fucken ruptures! Enough! Enough is enough! (If this is Heaven ah'm bailin out) If this is Heaven ah'm bailin out Ah caint tolerate this ol tin-tub So fulla trash and rats! Felt one crawl across mah soul For a seckon there , as thought as wassa back down in the ghetto! (Rats in Paradise! Rats in Paradise!) Ah'm bailin out! There's a mutiny in Heaven! Ah wassa born... And Lord shakin, even then was dumpt into some icy font, like some great stinky unclean! From slum-chuch to slum-church, ah spilt mah heart To some fat cunt behind a screen... Evil poppin eye presst up to the opening He'd slide shut the lil perforated hatch...at night mah body blusht To the whistle of the birch With a lil practice ah soon learnt to use in on mahself Punishment?! Reward!! Punishment?! Reward!! Well, ah tied on...percht on mah bed ah was... sticken a needle in mah arm... Ah tied off! Fucken wings burst out mah back (Like ah was cuttin teeth!!) Ah took off!!! (Rats in Paradise! Rats in Paradise!) There's a mutiny in Heaven! Oh Lord, ah git down on mah knees (Ah git down on mah knees and start to pray) Wrapped in mah mongrel wings, ah nearly freeze In the howlin wind and drivin rain (All the trash blowin round 'n' round) >From slum-heaven into town Ah take mah tiny pain and rollin back mah sleeve (Roll anna roll anna roll anna roll) Ah yank the drip outa mah vein! UTOPIATE! Ah'm bailin out! UTOPIATE! If this is Heaven ah'm bailin out! Mah threadbare soul teems with vermin and louse Thoughts come like a plague to the head...in God's house! Mutiny in Heaven! (Ars infectio forco Dio) To the plank! (Rats in Paradise! Rats in Paradise!) Ah'm bailin out! (Hail Hypuss Dermio Vita Rex!) Hole inna ghetto! Hole inna ghetto! (Scabio Murem per Sanctum...Dio, Dio, Dio) Swampland Quixanne, ah'm in its grip Quixanne, ah'm in its grip Sinken in the mud Patron-saint of the Bog. They cum with boots of blud Wit pitchfawk and with club Chantin out mah name Got doggies strainin onna chain Lucy, ah'll love ya till the end! They hunt me like a dog Down in Sw-a-a-a-amp Land! So cum mah executioners! Cum bounty hunters! Cum mah county killers--for ah cannot run no more Ah cannot run no more Ah cannot run no more No I can't! Lucy, ya won't see this face agin Wheb ya caught ya swing and burn... Down in Sw-a-a-a-amp Land! The trees are veiled in fog The trees are veiled in fog Like so many jilted brides Now they're all breakin down and cry Cryin tears upon mah face Cryin tears upon mah face And they smell of gasolene a-a-a-a-ah- scr-e-e-e-a-am Lucy, ya made a sinner out of me Now ah'm burnin like a saint Down in Sw-a-a-a-amp Land! So cum mah executioners! Cum mah bounty huntahs! Cum mah county killers--ya know ah cannot run no more No ah cannot run no more. Sonny's Burning Have you heard how Sonny's burning Like some bright erotic star? And He lights up the proceedings And raises the temperature. Flame on! Flame on! Now I've seen to Sonny's burning Someday I think I'll cut him down But it can get so cold in here And he gives off such an evil heat. Flame on! Flame on! Hail my incubatic incubator. Now pay witness to Sonny's burning Warming the damp and rotten seed Warming the damp and rotten seed That blooms into the DEMON FLOWER Now both fire and flowers consume me. Flame on! Flame on! Evil heat is running through me Flame on! Flame on! Sonny's burning pits into me Flame on! Flame on! Sonny's burning holes into me Don't interrupt! Don't interrupt! Flame on! Flame on! Wild World Hold me up baby for I may fall Hold my dish-rag body tall Our bodies melt together (we are one) Post crucifixion baby, and all undone. It's a wild world Church bells ring out the toll of our night Forward and forever backward Forever backward forever forward alright Strophe and antistrophe strophe and antistrophe Antistophe antistrophe (C'mon baby, hold me tight) Up here in your arms tonight. Don't push me Don't push me It's a wild world. Fears of Gun Gun wears his alcoholism well Finger in Bottle and swingin' it still From Bed to Sink and back again Clock is crawlin' round the same He's bustin' Clock (he hates its face) Just sittin' and talkin' to Heart and ticks Talkin' back to Clock in slow and studied kicks The fears of Gun are the fears of everyone. Fingers down the throat of love Fingers down the throat of love Fingers down the throat of love Love! Love! Gun does the waltz around the room Collecting Table and Chairs and Sofa and so on and so on Gun wears his best blue suit, now let's take to the sky 'We'll go dancin' and eatin' it up Get a bottle and push it on down' And let's just beat it up Transistor radio plays an overwhelmingly sad and lonely song Saying 'Where she gone? Where she gone?' The fears of Gun are the fears of everyone. Fingers down the throat of love Fingers down the throat of love Fingers down the throat of love Love! Love! Deep in the Woods The woods eats the woman and dumps her honey-body in the mud Her dress floats down the well and it assumes the shape of the body of a little girl Yeah I recognize that girl She stumbled in some time last loneliness But I could not stand to touch her now My one and onlyness. Deep in the woods Deep in the woods Deep in the woods a funeral is swinging. Worms make their cruel design Saying D-I-E into her skin Saying DEAD into belly and DEATH into shoulder Well last night she kissed me but than DEATH was upon her. Deep in the woods Deep in the woods Deep in the woods a funeral is swinging. Now the killed waits for the killer And the trees all nod their heads, they are agreed This knife feels like a knife feels like a knife that feels like it's feed. Yeah I recognize that girl I took her from rags right through to stitches (pray for me now) Oh baby, tonight we sleep in separate ditches. Deep in the woods Deep in the woods Deep in the woods a funeral is swinging. Love is for fools and all fools are lovers It's raining on my house and none of the others Love is for fools and God knows I'm still one The sidewalks are filled with love's lonely children The sidewalk regrets that we had to kill them. Vixo Ah fed Vixo on ev'ry fear 'n' fret 'n' phobia Til it nor ah could stand the strain no longer Sucked a chicken bone, tossed it in the corner Raisin up like Lazaurs, up, up from its cot An making for the door, now... Infant-prodigy creates a phantom-friend, yeag Stickin' sack an ol' Jack-Jack into its itchin-ten Oh! Don't ya linger! Ooh! Don't ya linger, now, Mah monster-piect...mah perfect-murder-machine Don't ya linger, for ah can feel mah youth slipping outa me Yeah, ah can feel mah youth slip outa me. Call it, Call it Vixo. Call it Vee. ah all it, an it comes to me. Call it Vixo. Call it me March headlong into the heart of fear Ah will follow thee. What kept ya? Whaa? What kept ya? You get trouble? Sum'n go wrong? Vixo grinning, climbs up into mah lil boy arms. What you get? Tell me, what ya gone 'n' brung me from the hollow? Yeah! We're laughin'...but our laughter is shallow Ain't it funny...my childhood name is Sorrow. Vixo sighs, 'n' lays its head upon mah pillow. Call it. Call it Vixo. Call it Vee. Call it, an it comes to me. Vee...ah...Hex...Oh-oh, come crawl with me. Into the dark heart of despair Ah will not forsake thee. Listen...Instruction! Ditch it, Pitch it. Now hitch it up along the ridge Ya laughin b'neath the Sherriff's wheels That go screamin cross Hooper Bridge Skirt the out-skirts. Up mah back-stair. Ya sack all undone. Don't touch nothin! Water runnin in the tub Get there! and scrub ev'ry one. When ya STRUCK ya STRUCK! Ya struck a thousand crickets dumb Hooper-Hollow iced over then, all hush, hush In the cool midday sun Hush! Ah say Hush! Hu-u-u-ush! Sittin on the roof, laugh at mahself As they rope off the woods Watchin' all the good-people go beating the bush.  * Prayers On Fire Lyrics (The Birthday Party) *  Transcribed by Lehn Fitzgerald... Table of Contents: * Zoo Music Girl * Cry * Capers * Nick The Stripper * Ho-Ho * Figure Of Fun * King Ink * A Dead Song * Yard * Dull Day * Just You And Me * Blundertown * Kathy's Kisses Zoo Music Girl Zoo-music girl, zoo-music girl Our ligfe together is a hollow tooth, spit out the shells, spit out the shells, You know exactly what I'm talking about Don't drag the orchestra into this thing Rattle those sticks, rattle those sticks The sound is beautiful, its perfect! The sound of her young legs in stockings the rhythem of her walk, it's beautiful Just let it twist, let it break let it buckle, let it bend I wnat the noise of my zoo music girl zoo-music girl zoo-music girl My body is a monster driven insane my heart is a fish toasted by flames I kiss the hem of her skirt We spend our lives in a box full of dirt I murder her dress and she loves it If there is one thing I desire in the world is to make love to my zoo-muic girl zoo-music girl, zoo-music girl The sound is beautiful! It's perfect! I call out her name in the night Zoo-music girl zoo-music girl I call her by her family name zoo-music girl zoo-musivc girl Oh God! Please let me die beneath her fists Zoo-Music Girl Zoo-music girl Cry When ya walk out of here when ya walk out I gotta fill up that space or fill up that no-space I'll fill it up with tears [4 lines of this line repeated] Cry Cry Cry Cry Where no-fish can swim [4 lines of this line] Cry Cry Cry When ya slam that door when that door slams I gotta fill up that space an' I'll pack my suitcase I'll fill it up with clothes or I'll fill it up with no clothes I'll fill it up with tears and I'll Pack it up with tears etc. [written in lyric book, I think it returns to the chorus of CRy Cry Cry Where no fish can swim] When Ya say goodbye when ya say goodbye I'll dig my-self a hole and fill up that space I'll fill it up with flesh an' I'll fill it up with no flesh I'll fill it up with tears etc. Fish Swim Cry Fish CRRRRYYYY Capers All words that look prounouncable are not typos, any that look unpronouncable are probably typos. Each set of two lines is one line in the lyric book. (ie. what has not got....sir names)(one line) What has not got my heart in it shall we be dubbed sir names wither million blither tongues mounting bristling guilt frames in the fake-ache of the gloomloom slippers slap me alive! The hours hands down a miracle to spend with ugly types so we can catch and thread a minstrel bleed a tower down to its ankles so we can't go up or stay up find the thumb dumb' in your ear brain Get unfunny! Such as choirs do why the clocklock bought up this one Just when things seem so paperparrent like my toothface? Like my out-do? Oh a streak, O'treacly [not a typo] ink-inks tied my knees all up in elbows erase that lapsing smile tub lose the slip of the small soap-fellows Account the addups till Do-nots are we balanced? we're in business! Idle tidal, rush in, tried all with a limb's... all legs and armour I had a dreadful diehood diehard drunken sunken, Monk-heart Oh I had a Wonderful diehood thanks to my fa. fa. family Nick the Stripper Nick the stripper hideous to the eye hideous to the ee he's a fat little insect a fat little insect and OOOOOOHHHH! Here we go again Nick the stripper dances on all fours dances on all fours He's in his birthday suit he's in his birthday suit and oooooohhhh! here we go again Nick the stripper hideous to the eye hideous to the eye he's a fat little insect a fucked little insect and OOOOOOOOHHHH! Here we go again Insect insect insect insect Ho-ho Worn and gnawn a little hole just a small hole letting in a sick wind in small puffs yo-ho hole yo-ho hole through which blow a small sick wind yo-ho hole yo-ho-hole puff puff the sick wind blows slupping stitches leading to so slight a hole slipping in a sick wind slippery sickly wind yo-ho-hole yo-ho-hole across the threshole a little sick wind yo-ho-hole yo-ho-hole yo-ho the sick wind blows Figure of Fun Obsessive, deadpan moribund seasick etc. King Ink This leaves out a lot of the repetions on this lyric sheet, and I'm pretty sure a few sections are out of order compared with the recorded song. King Ink strolls into town he sniffs around King Ink kicks off his stink-boot sand and soot and dust and dirt and he's much bigger than you think King Ink King Ink, wake up, get up Wake up, up, up, up, up, up A bug crawls up the wall King Ink feels like a bug and he hates his rotten shell Cha-cha-{10 cha's) King Ink, get up, go forth wake up-what's in that room wake up- what's in that house? Express thyself say something loudly AAAAHHHH! What's in that room? Sand and soot and dust and dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt King Ink feels like a bug swimming in a soup-bowl Oh yer! Yer! What a wonderful life Fats Domino on the radio A Dead Song 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 I'll 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 Yard In our yard How many chickens can we count on our fingers and toes on their toes sitting on fathers hole siting on his chest crushing rocks of dirt the earth is soft in our yard yard stones in my shoes and feet dragging them through museums where under glass refridgerate freeze hands and feet and knobbly knees yard yard Dull Day The light from the window falls on the floor and after it breaks I cut my feet on the little bright pieces I glow in the dark But only when night falls it's falling it's falling it falls My head is a night-club club-clubbed to dull drums beating to slow to dance or to breathe or to dance I insist that you cut in I A La Flambe i'm drinking i'm drinking I'm drunk Just You and Me First: I tried to kill it with a hammer thought that I could lose the head sure! We've eaten off the silver when even the food was against us and then I tried to kill it in the bed Second: I gagged it with a pillow but awoke the nuns inside my head they pound their goddy-goddy fists from the inside-so from the outside I got good: I stuck it. Dead Thirdly: I put my lips upon it And blew a frost across its flat I wrote upon its outside-surface "Tonite we're on the outside surface" Just you and me girl: You and me and the fat Blundertown Blundertown is drowned in no brainstorm smothered in mud at the foot of the river the color vague is slapped around stupid blood dries to a very dull color I'm drowning and there is no relief from It's only 12,000 miles to heaven but the car is broken and we're all well-spoken I've met three people but I don't think they like me and we all talk about the state of the weather I'm drowning and there is no relief from And everything I say are my own thoughts Don't listen to my very dull brother I'm drowning and there is no relief from Kathy's Kisses Kathy's kisses, They fall out of her mouth onto the floor, collect dust and sweep them under the door  * Door, Door Lyrics (The Boys Next Door) *  Transcribed by LJ/JL Meijer, boy next door, Peter Barton, and maurice. Table of Contents: * The Nightwatchman * Brave Exhibitions * Friends Of My World * The Voice * Roman Roman * Somebody's Watching * After A Fashion * Dive Position * I Mistake Myself * Shivers * Riddle House * Scatterbrain * Enemy Of State * Ho Ho * Masturbation Generation * Boy Hero Shivers (Howard) I've been contemplating suicide, but it really doesn't suit my style, so I think I'll just act bored instead who can take (alt: And Contain) the blood I would've shed? She makes me feel so ugly (alt: so weary) (alt: so ill at ease) my heart is really on it's knees but I keep a poker face so well that even mother couldn't tell But my baby's so vain she is almost a mirror and the sound of her name sends a permanent shiver down my SPINE I keep her photograph against my heart for in my life she plays a starring part all alcohol and cigarettes there is no room for cheap regrets But my baby's so vain she is almost a mirror and the sound of her name sends a permanent shiver down my SPINE She makes me feel so ugly my heart is really on it's knees but I keep a poker face so well that even mother couldn't tell But my baby's so vain she is almost a mirror and the sound of her name sends a perennial shiver down my SPIII-YI-YIIII-YI-YIIII-YI-YIYIYI-INE Riddle House (Howard) The street is very wide and I can't see across it my house isn't clear to me the cars move in between Chorus And I say: Question when is a door not a door??? and I say: "That's not right! answer when it's a jar The numbers soft as soap and tend to bend in addition they're much too wan for me I'd prefer some consistancy Chorus The windows open wide but I can't see out of it the view is not very there some-times I look for it Chorus  * Die Haut Chords *  Thanks to Mark Brown for most of the lyrics. Table of Contents: From Burning the Ice * Truck Love * Stow-a-way * Dumb Europe * Pleasure Is The Boss From Headless Body in Topless Bar * I Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In) From Sweat * Sad Dark Eyes Dumb Europe -------------------- "Dumb Europe" by Die Haut with Nick Cave (from "Burning The Ice", 1983) Music by Jochen Arbeit, Christoph Dreher, Rainer Lingk, & Thomas Wydler Lyrics by Nick Cave Transcribed by Greg O'Beirne (gobeirne@tartarus.uwa.edu.au) Tempo: 80bpm Rhythm: triplets (like "Da, d-Da, d-Da, d-Da, d-" etc...) 1 2 3 4 Intro: (incredibly distorted noisy guitar) [Spoken above feedback - "Fucking cold europe..."] 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ----------------------------------------------------------------- B ----------------------------------------------------------------- G ----------------------------------------------------------------- D ----------------------------------------------------------------- A -5---5---7-------5---5---7-------5-------7-------5---5---7------- E ----------------------------------------------------------------- 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ----------------------------------------------------------------- B ----------------------------------------------------------------- G ----------------------------------------------------------------- D ----------------------------------------------------------------- A -8---5---7---7---8---5---7---7---5-------7-------5---5---7------- E ----------------------------------------------------------------- 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ----------------------------------------------------------------- B ----------------------------------------------------------------- G ----------------------------------------------------------------- D -7-------2-------7-------5-------8---7---5---3---2--------------- A ----------------------------------------------------------------- E ----------------------------------------------------------------- la la la la la..... 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ----------------------------------------------------------------- B ----------------------------------------------------------------- G ----------------------------------------------------------------- D -7-------2-------7-------5-------8---7---5---3---2--------------- A ----------------------------------------------------------------- E ----------------------------------------------------------------- la la la la la..... Verse: (virtually the same as the intro, but spaced so the words can fit underneath) 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ---7-------7-------9---------------7-------7-------9--------------- D ---7-------7-------9---------------7-------7-------9--------------- A ---5-------5-------7---------------5-------5-------7--------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- This Euro - pean night on the brink 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ---7-------7-------9---------------7-------7-------9--------------- D ---7-------7-------9---------------7-------7-------9--------------- A ---5-------5-------7---------------5-------5-------7--------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- The cafes & the bars still stink 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- D -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- A -X--8------------X--5------------X--7------------X--7-------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- the mist is much too thick for seeing 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- D -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- A -X--8------------X--5------------X--7------------X--7-------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- not thick e-nough for lean- -ing 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- D -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- A -X--8------------X--5------------X--7------------X--7-------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- (leave this room in a) 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- D -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- A -X--8------------X--5------------X--7------------X--7-------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- cata - - tonic crawl 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- D -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- A -X--8------------X--5------------X--7------------X--7-------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- and if I die to-night don't fling me in 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- D -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- A -X--8------------X--5------------X--7------------X--7-------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- some bleak teutonic hole 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- D -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- A -X--8------------X--5------------X--7------------X--7-------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- six feet under with 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- D -X--10-----------X--7------------X--9------------X--9-------------- A -X--8------------X--5------------X--7------------X--7-------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- a snap frozen soul.... 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ----7-------------------------------9------------------------------ D ----7-------------------------------9------------------------------ A ----5-------------------------------7------------------------------ E ------------------------------------------------------------------- and really we could all just 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ----7-------------------------------9------------------------------ D ----7-------------------------------9------------------------------ A ----5-------------------------------7------------------------------ E ------------------------------------------------------------------- die of shame... 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G 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----7-------------------------------2------------------------------ A ------------------------------------------------------------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- Dumb Europe! 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ------------------------------------------------------------------- D ----7-------------------------------5------------------------------ A ------------------------------------------------------------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- Dumb Eur- -ope.... 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ------------------------------------------------------------------- D ----8---------------7---------------5---------------3-------------- A ------------------------------------------------------------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- a laaaaaaaa laaaaaaaa laaaaaaa laaaaaaa 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ------------------------------------------------------------------- D ----2-------------------------------------------------------------- A ------------------------------------------------------------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.... 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ------------------------------------------------------------------- D ----7-------------------------------2------------------------------ A ------------------------------------------------------------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- Dumb Europe! 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ------------------------------------------------------------------- D ----7-------------------------------5------------------------------ A ------------------------------------------------------------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- Dumb Eur- -ope.... 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ------------------------------------------------------------------- D ----8---------------7---------------5---------------3-------------- A ------------------------------------------------------------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- a laaaaaaaa laaaaaaaa laaaaaaa laaaaaaa 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E ------------------------------------------------------------------- B ------------------------------------------------------------------- G ------------------------------------------------------------------- D ----2-------------------------------------------------------------- A ------------------------------------------------------------------- E ------------------------------------------------------------------- laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.... Lyrics: 1st Verse On this European night out on the brink The cafes and the bars still stink The mist is much too thick for seeing But not thick enough for leaning I leave in a catatonic crawl And if I die tonight don't fling me in Some bleak teutonic hole Six feet under with a snap-frozen soul And really we could all just die of shame... Yeah... die of shame... Dumb Europe, Dumb Europe, la la la la la. 2nd Verse On this Utopian night on the brink Mama's face staring up at me from the bottom of the sink Witness my trail of destruction Just trying to leave this drinking place My feet are magnetized for furniture The floor's attracted to my face And if I die tonight Sell me as a prehistoric bone Authentic junk-souvenir to Jap To fob off on his friends back home The money-dance...[mumble] I find it hard to cope with days like this etc... Dumb Europe, Dumb Europe, la la la la la. [The third verse is completely undecipherable, but sounds like:] And tonight steps into my beer in my poor '61, I swear that statue's read the moons Or my planets are all wrong And if I die tonight ship my body way back home [mumble] [mumble] Pulling the drip right out of the arm Dumb Europe, Dumb Europe, la la la la la. 4th Verse On this European night on the brink Your cafes, your beer-halls and your bars still stink And if I die tonight send my body way back home And if I die tonight send my body way back home And if I die tonight send my body way back home And if I die tonight and if I die tonight... Dumb Europe Dumb Europe Dumb Europe Dumb Europe This recording is reasonably rare, and it's unlikely anyone you play the song to will have heard the original anyway, so just use the lyrics above, or the ones from King Ink, and play the song in whatever way sounds best to you ;) Have fun ;)  * Die Haut Lyrics *  All Albums Thanks to Mark Brown for most of the lyrics. Table of Contents: From Burning the Ice * Truck Love * Stow-a-way * Dumb Europe * Pleasure Is The Boss From Headless Body in Topless Bar * I Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In) From Sweat * Sad Dark Eyes From Burning the Ice Truck Love Truck love! Right here! Truck love! Right now! Bewitched by pure power. That's truck love! In the gully of your choice. Truck love! Jam-up on a leaping tree. Head on! Head first! And God came down and talked to me And I dammn nearly wept. Tears rolling down the dash! Tears rolling down the dash! We can't stop the monster rolling We can't stop the monster rolling We can't stop the monster rolling We can't stop the monster rolling Rise to power! Rise to power! Rise to power! Rise to power! You stare bright like gold Eye-spot interference all across the fucking road. Burn my eyes! Burn my eyes! Baybeeeeee! My hands are shaking when I'm touching ya My hands are shaking when I'm touching ya They keep shaking when I ain't They keep shaking when I ain't Truck love! Truck love! Pit-stop lovers! Right now and the now is right! This higway is done bent on killing us Testing every nerve that we possess between us. The face of Christ is leaping from the storm The face of Christ is leaping from the storm You tend to get religious on these runs. Rise to power! Rise to power! Rise to power! Rise to power! Divine power has gone crawled into this tank Every metal muscle flexed and puping at the crank. Pumping at my axis. Rendering me sexless. Mega-tons of muscle kicking dust across Texas. Truck love! Out on the city limits Drive straight into the eye of the next town we hit Gun it once for the hillbillys Just to make them shit. Fuck love! This is truck love! Fuck love! This is truck love! The dolls on the grill are caked in bloody bug guts The dolls on the grill are caked in bloody bug guts Truck love! Truck love! Rise to power! Rise to power! The dolls on the grill are caked in bloody bug guts The dolls on the grill are caked in bloody bug guts Truck love! Truck love! There are things burning in the desert Rise to power! Rise to power! There are things burning in the desert Rise to power! Rise to power! There are things burning in the desert Stow-a-way Hey hey I am the stow-a-way Hey hey I am the stow-a-way My girl turned blue as an iceberg do And me I'm totally shipwrecked over her Baby baby don't blow away Hey hey I am the stow-a-way I am the stow-a-way This is your captain talking to ya This is your captain talking to ya This is your captain talking to ya This is your captain talking to ya Heartache Hey hey I am the stow-a-way I am the stow-a-way My girl turned blue as an iceberg do And me I'm totally shipwrecked over her Hey baby don't blow away Hey hey I am the stow-a-way I am the stow-a-way This your doctor talking to ya This your doctor talking to ya This your doctor talking to ya This your doctor talking to ya Heartache Dumb Europe On this European night out on the brink The cafes and the bars still stink The air is much too thick for seeing But not thick enough for leaning I leave in a catatonic crawl And if I die tonight then throw me in Some bleak teutonic hole Six feet under with a snap-frozen soul And really we could all just die of shame And really we could all just die of shame Dumb Europe, Dumb Europe, Dumb Europe. Oh the Utopian night on the brink Mama's face staring up at me from the bottom of the sink Witness my trail of destruction Trying to leave this drinking place My feet are magnetised for furniture The floor's attracted to my face And if I die tonight Sell me as some prehistoric bone A lump of junk-souvenier for Jap To fob off on his friends back home The money dance.... I find it hard to cope with days like this. Pass the bottle etcetera Dumb Europe, Dumb Europe, Dumb Europe. On this European night out on the brink The cafes and the bars still stink The air is much too thick for seeing But not thick enough for leaning I leave in a catatonic crawl And if I die tonight then throw me in Some bleak teutonic hole Six feet under with a snap-frozen soul And really we could all just die of shame And really we could all just die of shame Dumb Europe, Dumb Europe, Dumb Europe. Pleasure Is The Boss They're working us like dogs around here 'Cause pleasure is the boss And I'm the happiest slave alive round here 'Cause pleasure is the boss And nothing is safe that don't stand still If it's O.K. with the boss I'm gunna walk right up and take it yeah If it's O.K. with the boss Walk What's O.K. with the boss is O.K. with me What's O.K. with the boss is O.K. with me What's O.K. with the boss is O.K. with me What's O.K. with the boss is O.K. with me What's O.K. with the boss is O.K. with me What's O.K. with the boss is O.K. with me From Headless Body in Topless Bar I Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In) I woke up this morning the sun don't shine in I found my broken mind in a brown paper bag but then I tred on a cloud I fell eight miles high Told my mind I'm gonna ...... sky I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and I followed it in I met myself crawling out now, as I came crawling in Then I woke up so tired I knew I'd never unwind I saw so much, man it broke my mind I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in Somebody painted April fool in big black letters on a dead end sign I had my foot on the gas when I left the road and blew out my mind I made miles out of Memphis and I got no spare I made miles straight up downtown where I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in Sad Dark Eyes [As sung by Mick Harvey; Nick's live versions deviate from this.] I look at you in your sad dark eyes And your gypsy face with your spanish grace With your words like rhymes and your voice like chimes Darling, I want to kiss your burning mouth Your sad dark eys and your ghostlike soul Darling baby say that you'll be mine Put your ring on my finger And comb your long red hair Put on your sad eyes And tell me that you care That you'll be mine, you'll be mine Until the end of time  * Soundtrack Contributions Chords *  Tower Of Song and 500 Miles chords transcribed by Blake Table of Contents: From Tribute Albums: * Tower Of Song (L. Cohen) * Helpless (N. Young) * Mack The Knife (K. Wiel) Only Performed Live (some with limited offical releases): * I Put A Spell On You (S.J. Hawkins) * Rye Whiskey * Plain Gold Ring * Oh, Happy Day (Edwin R. Hawkins) With Current 93: * All The Pretty Little Horsies (Cave/Traditional) * PATRIPASSIAN (Cave) Radio Sessions, Extremely Limted Releases, and Bootlegs: * God's Hotel (Cave) * What Can I Give You? (Cave) * 500 Miles (H. West) (KATP out-take) *************************************************** TOWER OF SONG Leonard Cohen [G]Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I used to play And I'm[C] crazy for love but I'm not coming on [G] I'm just[D] paying my rent every[C]day In the Tower of So[G]ng I said to Hank Williams: How lonely does it get? Hank Williams hasn't answered yet. But I h[C]ear him coughing all night lon[G]g A hund[D]red floors above me [C] In the Tower of So[G]ng I was born like this, I had no choice. I was born with the gift of a golden voice. And twe[C]nty-seven angels from the Great beyon[G]d They ti[D]ed me to this table right her[C]e In the Tower of Son[G]g So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all I'm standing by the window where the light is strong They don't let a woman kill you, not In the Tower of Song Now you can say that I've grown bitter, but of this you may be sure: The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor And there's a mighty judgment coming But I may be wrong You see, you hear these funny voices In the Tower of Song [Em]I see you standing on the other [D]side [Em]I don't know how the river [D]got so wide I lo[C]ved you, baby, way back when[G] [Em]And all the bridges are burning that we[D] might have crossed [Em]But I feel so close to everythi[D]ng that we lost We'll[C] never have to lose it agai[D]n I[G] bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track But You'll be h[C]earing from me, baby. Long after I'm [G]gone I'll be s[D]peaking to you sweetly from a w[C]indow In the Tower [G]of Song Table of Contents *************************************************** I Put A Spell On You I put a (A)spell on you (D)cause you're (A)mine Table of Contents *************************************************** 500 Miles If you (F#)miss the train I'm (Bb)on Then you (G#)know that I'll be (E)gone Lord I'm (G#)500 miles (B)away from (C#)home For the rest of the song, pretty much follow the same pattern, I could be missing a chord between '500 miles' and 'away', but it's pretty much there. Table of Contents *************************************************** title Chords!!! Table of Contents [----**----] Return to the Lyrics and Chords page.  * Other Lyrics *  The following are lyrics to Nick Cave songs that have not been included on common Album and Single releases or on soundtracks. This page was developed from Maurice's document of "Unpublished Lyrics to Nick Cave Songs". From that document: Many thanks to Paul Humphrey, Robert Schmitz and Carmen Priebe! "......" or (?) means we don't know that part. Corrections welcome! Thanks too to Mark Brown for some of the Die Haut lyrics. Table of Contents: From Tribute Albums: * Tower Of Song (L. Cohen) * Helpless (N. Young) * Mack The Knife (K. Wiel) Only Performed Live (some with limited offical releases): * I Put A Spell On You (S.J. Hawkins) * Rye Whiskey * Plain Gold Ring * Oh, Happy Day (Edwin R. Hawkins) * Viviane With Barry Adamson: * The Sweetest Embrace With Current 93: * All The Pretty Little Horsies (Cave/Traditional) * PATRIPASSIAN (Cave) Radio Sessions, Extremely Limted Releases, and Bootlegs: * God's Hotel (Cave) * What Can I Give You? (Cave) * 500 Miles (H. West) (KATP out-take) Tribute Albums: Tower Of Song From I'm Your Fan, a Leonard Cohen tribute album Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places I used to play And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on I'm paying my rent everyday in the Tower of Song I said to Leonard Cohen: How lonely does it get? Leonard Cohen hasn't answered me yet But I can hear him coughing all night long, A million floors above me in the Tower of Song I was born like this, I had no choice I was born like this, with a golden voice Twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond, Well they tied me to this table right here in the Tower of Song You can stick your needles in a voodoo doll I'm sorry baby, but it don't look like me at all I'm standing by the window where the light is strong They don't let a woman kill you in the Tower of Song I've grown bitter, bitter, of this you may be sure: The rich, the rich have got channels in the bedrooms of the poor And there's a mighty judgement but it won't be long, but I may be wrong You see, you hear these funny voices in the Tower of Song - oh yeah - The guitar, the bass, the drums, so nice every hour in the Tower of Song I see you standing on the other side I don't know how the river got so wide But I loved you, baby, way back when All the bridges are burning that we might have crossed, But I feel so close to everything that we lost But I'll never have to lose you again, Tower of Song I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'm back They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track But you'll be hearing from me, baby, long after I'm gone I'm speaking to you sweetly from a window in the Tower of Song Now you can say that I've grown bitter, of this you can be sure: The rich have got channels in the bedrooms of the poor And there's a mighty judgement but it won't take long, I may be wrong Table of Contents Only Performed Live (some with limited offical releases): I Put A Spell On You From Department of Enjoyment, NME compilation cassette; available on some bootlegs. I put a spell on you, 'cause you're mine You'd better stop those things that you're doin' Oh, honey, I ain't lyin', no Wow, you better quit it, your messin' around You better quit it, your foolin' around I put a spell on you, wow, cause you're mine It serves you right to suffer It serves you right to be alone Oh, you forever live the day I done packed and gone (?) Oh you better kick it before it kicks you Oh, you better quit it, it's true I put a spell on you, wow, cause you're mine, mine, mine You better quit it, your foolin' around You better quit it, kick it, .... , oh you're messin' around I put a spell on you, you, cause you're mine Table of Contents Rye Whiskey Available on French promo CD, Good Songs A traditional version is also available. Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds, I know you most of all You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold And Whiskey, you villain, you've been my down-fall You've cuffed and you've kicked me but I loved you of old Oh Whiskey, Rye Whiskey, Whiskey I cried If I don't get rye Whiskey I surely will die Well I go yonder mountain and build me a still And I send you a gallon for a five dollar bill Well it's beefcake when I'm hungry, Whiskey when I'm dry And it's greenbacks when I'm hard off and hell when I die If the sea were made of Whiskey and I was a duck I'd swim to the bottom and never come up Oh, but the sea ain't made of Whiskey and I ain't a duck So I play Jack Of Diamonds and trust on my luck Table of Contents Plain Gold Ring From Live Seeds Plain gold ring on her finger she wore It was where everyone could see It belonged to someone, but not me On her hand she wore a plain gold ring Plain gold ring's got a story to tell It was one that I knew very well In my heart it will never be spring Long as she wears that plain gold ring When night time comes calling on me I know why I will never be free I can't stop these teardrops of mine, oh no I'm gonna love her till the end of time Plain gold ring's got but one thing to say I'm gonna love her till my dying day In my heart it will never be spring Long as she wears that plain gold ring Table of Contents Oh, Happy Day Oh happy day, oh happy day When Jesus washed, oh when He washed When my Jesus washed, He washed my sins away Oh happy day He taught me how to walk, fight and pray, fight and pray And in rejoicing, in rejoicing every, every day, every day. Oh happy day, oh happy day; When my Jesus washed, oh when He washed When my Jesus washed all the sins away Oh happy day, yeah. You see He taught me how to watch, fight and pray fight and pray And in rejoicing, in rejoicing every day, every day Oh happy, happy day, oh happy, happy day Oh it felt so good when Jesus, when Jesus washed, When my Jesus washed my sins away. Table of Contents Viviane These lyrics were taken from an edition of The Witness, the Official fan newsletter. Viviane I will love you till the last nail has been driven in Viviane Till we disappear hand in hand into oblivian (sic) Oh Viviane I will love you until the void delivers us from this world we're living in Oh oh Viviane I love you until the ghost of your smile grows faint and withering Viviane You are my heroin, my aspirin, my insulin Viviane The winds of change are blowing and I am shivering.... (...the rest (if indeed there is any more) is obscured.) Table of Contents With Barry Adamson: The Sweetest Embrace From the album Oedipus Schmoedipus by Barry Adamson Our time is done my love We've laid it all to waste One thousand moonlit kisses can't sweeten this bitter taste My desire for you is endless and I'll love you 'till we fall I just don't want you no more and that's the sweetest embrace of all To think we can find happiness hidden in a kiss Ah, to think we can find happiness that's the greatest mistake there is There is nothing left to cling to babe There is nothing left to soil I just don't want you no more and that's the sweetest embrace of all Ooohhh where did it begin When all we did was lose There's nothin' left to win So lay your weapons down they serve no purpose in your hands And if you wanna hold me then go ahead and hold me I won't upset your plans If it's revenge you want then take it babe Or you can walk right out the door I just don't want you anymore And that's the sweetest embrace of all Ooohhh where did it begin When all we did was lose There's nothin' left to win It's over babe And it really is a shame We are losers you and me babe In a rigged and crooked game My desire for you is endless And I love you most of all I just don't want you no more and that's the sweetest embrace of all Table of Contents With Current 93: All The Pretty Little Horsies From the Current '93 album All The Pretty Horsies Hush-a-bye Don't 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 Don't you cry Rest Your head upon the clover Rest Your head upon the clover In Your dreams You shall ride While Your Mammy's 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 Table of Contents PATRIPASSIAN From the Current '93 album All the Pretty Horsies The rivers of Babylon flow, and fall, and carry away...Jesus is alone on earth, not merely with no one to feel and share His agony, but with no one even to know of it. Heaven and He are the only ones to know. Jesus is in a garden, not of delight, like the first Adam, who fell and took with him all mankind, but of agony, where He has saved Himself and all mankind He suffers this anguish and abandonment in the horror of the night. Jesus will be in agony until the end of the world. There must be no resting in the meantime... Table of Contents Radio Sessions, Extremely Limted Releases, and Bootlegs: God's Hotel Available on the Rare On Air benefit CD. An audio sample is available Everybody got a room Everybody got a room Everybody got a room In God's Hotel. Everybody got a room. Well you'll never see a sign hanging on the door Sayin 'No vacancies anymore'. Everybody got wings Everybody got wings Everybody got wings In God's Hotel. Everybody got wings. You'll never see a sign hanging on the door Sayin 'At no time may both feet leave the floor' Everybody got a harp Everybody got a harp Everybody got a harp In God's Hotel. Everybody got a harp. You'll never see a sign hanging on the wall Sayin 'No harps allowed in the hotel at all'. Everybody got a cloud Everybody got a cloud Everybody got a cloud In God's Hotel. Everybody got a cloud. You'll never see a sign hanging on the wall Sayin 'Smoking and drinking will be thy downfall'. Everybody hold a hand Everybody hold a hand Everybody hold a hand In God's Hotel. Everybody hold a hand. You'll never see a sign hung up above your door 'No visitors allowed in rooms, By law!' Everybody's halo shines Everybody's halo shines Everybody's halo shines In God's Hotel. Everybody's halo lookin' fine. You won't see a sign staring at you from the wall Sayin 'Lights out! No burnin the midnight oil!' Everybody got credit Everybody got credit Everybody got credit In God's Hotel. Everybody got good credit. You'll never see a sign stuck on the cash-box drawer Sayin 'Credit tommorow!!' or 'Want credit?!? Haw, haw haw!!' Everybody is blind Everybody is blind Everybody is blind In God's Hotel. Everybody is blind. You'll never see a sign on the front door 'No red skins. No Blacks. And that means you, baw!' Everybody is deaf Everybody is deaf Everybody is deaf In God's Hotel. Everybody is deaf. You'll never find a sign peeling off the bar-room wall 'Though shalt not blaspheme, cuss, holler or bawl'. Everybody is dumb Everybody is dumb Everybody is dumb In God's Hotel. Everybody is dumb. So you'll never see on the visiting-room wall 'Though shalt not blaspheme, cuss, holler or bawl'. Everybody got Heaven Everybody got Heaven Everybody got Heaven In God's Hotel. Everybody got Heaven. So you'll never see scribbled on the bathroom wall 'Let Rosy get ya Heaven, dial 686-844!' Table of Contents 500 Miles An audio sample is available If you miss the train I'm on Then you know that I'll 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 I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four Lord I'm 500 miles away from home 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, Lord I'm 500 miles away from home Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name Lord I can't go-a-home this-a-way This-a-way, this-a-way, this-a-way, this-a-way, Lord I can't go-a-home this-a-way Table of Contents What Can I Give You? From a Frech promo CD given away with Henry's Dream. All my life I failed to see One good thing standing in front of me And the planets gravitate around you And the stars, the stars surround you And the angels in heaven adore you And the saints, the saints all stand and applaud you What can I give you? What can I give you in return? The shadow came creeping, a criminal That you chased, babe, from my life And sometimes when I'm sleeping I see him shuffle against the night Oh, he's waiting, yeah he's waiting to return And each step I take moves me one step below you And you must do in order to console me Help me, help me, help me, baby, reach down and collect me What can I give you? What can I give you in return? Galaxies collide; they shower down around you And I searched, I stumbled and then I found you In your robe, in your crown, reaching low, babe Reaching low down to the ground What can I give you? What can I give you in return? Table of Contents [----**----] Return to the Lyrics and Chords page.  * Soundtrack Contributions Chords *  Faraway, So Close chords transcribed by NP Mack the Knife and Time Jesum... chords transcribed by Black Table of Contents: * Faraway, So Close * Mack The Knife * Time Jesum Transeuntum Et Non Riverentum *************************************************** Faraway, So Close C/a C a C Empty out your pockets toss the lot upon the floor all those treasures my friends... F G so kiss close all your wounds and call living life a day C for the planets... F G F G C so faraway, so faraway and yet so close Mack the Knife C6 Dm7 See the shark with teeth like razors Dm G7 C6 And he wears them in his face C9 C Dm7 And Macheath has got a knife C6 But not in such an obvious place Now see the shark, how red his fins are As he slashes at his prey Mack the Knife wears fancy gloves Which gives a minimum away Time Jesum Transeuntum Et Non Riverentum This is actually violin led, but if you were to play it on the guitar here's how it would be. This is just a basic idea, there is a lot more going on in this song. Rhythm guitar over the violin is just-- F# --- B changing to B on the high points of the riff Riff 1. G-----6--6-4-2-4-6--6-----7-7-6-4-4---7-6-4-2-4 D---4------------------------------------------------- You play this a couple of times then- Riff 2 E---9---9-7-5-7-9-9----10-10-9-7-7----10-9-7-5-7 B-7----------------------------------------------------- Then you play this as necessary making slight alterations here and there F B We were called to the forest, and we went down. F A wind wind blew warm and eloquent, F We were searching for the secrets of the universe, B we rounded up demons and forced them F to tell us what it all meant. Riff 2 repeat as necessary Verse same as first Riff 2 again but end with E---15-15-14-12-14- Verse Riff 2 outro Riff 3 E--5-7-9-10-12-14-15-17Ó repeat a few times Riff 4 E--17-15-14-15-14-12-10-9-10-9-10-9-7-5  * Lyrics From Film and TV *  Soundtrack Contributions The following are lyrics to Nick Cave songs that have been contributed to soundtracks of various films and a television series. This page was developed from Maurice's document of "Unpublished Lyrics to Nick Cave Songs". From that document: Many tha