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mother of pearlWell i’ve been up all night againParty time wasting is too much funThen I step back thinkingOf lifes inner meaningAnd my latest flingIts the same old storyAll love and gloryIts a pantomimeIf youre looking for loveIn a looking glass worldIts pretty hard to findOh mother of pearlI wouldnt trade youFor another girlDivine interventionAlways my intentionSo I take my timeIve been looking for somethingIve always wantedBut was never mineBut now Ive seen that somethingJust out of reach glowingVery holy grailOh mother of pearlLustrous ladyOf a sacred worldThus even zarathustraAnother time loserCould believe in youWith every goddess a let downEvery idol a bring downIt gets you downBut the search for perfectionYour own predilectionGoes on and on and on and onCanadian club loveA place in the countryEveryones idealBut you are my favoritaAnd a place in your heart dearMakes me feel more realOh mother of pearlI wouldnt change youFor the whole worldYou’re highbrow holyWith lots of soulMelancholy shimmeringSerpentine sleeknessWas always my weaknessLike a simple tuneBut no dilettanteFiligree fancyBeats the plastic youCareer girl coverExposed and anotherSlips right into viewOh looking for loveIn a looking glass worldIs pretty hard for youFew throwaway kissesThe boomerang missesSpin round and roundFall on featherbed quiltedFaced with silkSoftly stuffed eider downTake refuge in pleasureJust give me your futureWell forget your pastOh mother of pearlSubmarine loverIn a shrinking worldOh lonely dreamerYour choker provokesA picture cameoOh mother of pearlSo so semi-preciousIn your detached worldOh mother of pearlI wouldnt trade youFor another girl
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running up that hillIt doesn’t hurt meDo you wanna feel how it feels?Do you wanna know, know that it doesn’t hurt me?Do you wanna hear about the deal that I’m making?You, it’s you and meAnd if I only couldI’d make a deal with GodAnd I’d get him to swap our placesBe running up that roadBe running up that hillBe running up that buildingSay, if I only could, oohYou don’t wanna hurt meBut see how deep the bullet liesUnaware I’m tearing you asunderOoh, there is thunder in our heartsIs there so much hate for the ones we love?Oh, tell me, we both matter, don’t we?You, it’s you and meIt’s you and me won’t be unhappyAnd if I only couldI’d make a deal with GodAnd I’d get him to swap our placesBe running up that roadBe running up that hillBe running up that buildingSay, if I only could, oohYouIt’s you and meIt’s you and me won’t be unhappyOh, come on, baby. Oh, come on, darlingLet me steal this moment from you nowOh, come on, angel. Come on, come on, darlingLet’s exchange the experience, oohAnd if I only couldI’d make a deal with GodAnd I’d get him to swap our placesI’d be running up that roadBe running up that hillWith no problemsSay, if I only couldI’d make a deal with GodAnd I’d get him to swap our placesBe running up that roadBe running up that hillWith no problemsSo if I only couldAnd make a deal with GodI’d get him to swap our placesI’d be running up that roadBe running up that hillWith no problemsSo if I only couldBe running up that hillWith no problemsIf I only could, be running up that hillIf I only could, be running up that hill
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them heavy peopleRolling the ball (rolling)Rolling the ball (rolling)Rolling the ball (rolling)To meRolling the ball (rolling)Rolling the ball (rolling)Rolling the ball (rolling)To meThey arrived at an inconvenient timeI was hiding in a room in my mindThey made me look at myself, I saw it wellI’d shut the people out of my lifeSo now I take the opportunitiesWonderful teachers ready to teach meI must work on my mind, for now I realizeEveryone of us has a heaven insideThem heavy people hit me in a soft spotThem heavy people help meThem heavy people hit me in a soft spotRolling the ball (rolling)Rolling the ball (rolling)Rolling the ball (rolling)To meRolling the ball (rolling)Rolling the ball (rolling)Rolling the ball (rolling)To meThey open doorways that I thought were shut for goodThey read me Gurdjieff and JesuThey build up my body, break me emotionallyIt’s nearly killing me, but what a lovely feelingI love the whirling of the dervishesI love the beauty of rare innocenceYou don’t need no crystal ballDon’t fall for a magic wandWe humans got it all, we perform the miraclesThem heavy people hit me in a soft spotThem heavy people help meHeavy heavyThem heavy people hit me in a soft spotRolling the, rolling the, rolling the, rolling theThem heavy people hit me in a soft spotThem heavy people help meHeavy heavyThem heavy people hit me in a soft spotRolling the, rolling the, rolling the, rolling theThem heavy people hit me in a soft spotThem heavy people help meHeavy heavyThem heavy people hit me in a soft spotRolling the, rolling the, rolling the, rolling theThem heavy people hit me in a soft spotThem heavy people help me -
head like a holeGod money I’ll do anything for you.God money just tell me what you want me toGod money nail me up against the wall.God money don’t want everything he wants it all.No you can’t take itNo you can’t take itNo you can’t take that away from meNo you can’t take itNo you can’t take itNo you can’t take that away from meHead like a hole.Black as your soul.I’d rather die than give you control.Head like a hole.Black as your soul.I’d rather die than give you control.Bow down before the one you serve.You’re going to get what you deserve.Bow down before the one you serve.You’re going to get what you deserve.God money’s not looking for the cure.God money’s not concerned with the sick among the pure.God money let’s go dancing on the backs of the bruised.God money’s not one to chooseNo you can’t take itNo you can’t take itNo you can’t take that away from meNo you can’t take itNo you can’t take itNo you can’t take that away from meHead like a hole.Black as your soul.I’d rather die than give you control.Head like a hole.Black as your soul.I’d rather die than give you control.Bow down before the one you serve.You’re going to get what you deserve.Bow down before the one you serve.You’re going to get what you deserve.Bow down before the one you serveYou’re going to get what you deserve.Bow down before the one you serve.You’re going to get what you deserve.Head like a hole.Black as your soul.I’d rather die than give you control.Head like a hole.Black as your soul.I’d rather die than give you control.Head like a hole.Black as your soul.I’d rather die than give you control.Head like a hole.Black as your soul.I’d rather die than give you control.Bow down before the one you serve.You’re going to get what you deserve.Bow down before the one you serve.You’re going to get what you deserve.Bow down before the one you serve.You’re going to get what you deserve.Bow down before the one you serve.You’re going to get what you deserve.
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gloriaJesus died for somebody’s sins but not mineMeltin’ in a pot of thievesWild card up my sleeveThick heart of stoneMy sins my ownThey belong to me, mePeople say “beware!”But I don’t careThe words are justRules and regulations to me, meI-I walk in a room, you know I look so proudI’m movin’ in this here atmosphere, well, anything’s allowedAnd I go to this here party and I just get boredUntil I look out the window, see a sweet young thingHumpin’ on the parking meter, leanin’ on the parking meterOh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fineAnd I got this crazy feeling and thenI’m gonna ah-ah make her mineOoh i’ll put my spell on herHere she comesWalkin’ down the streetHere she comesComin’ through my doorHere she comesCrawlin’ up my stairHere she comesWaltzin’ through the hallIn a pretty red dressAnd oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fineAnd I got this crazy feeling that I’m gonna ah-ah make her mineAnd then I hear this knockin’ on my doorHear this knockin’ on my doorAnd I look up into the big tower clockAnd say, “oh my God here’s midnight!”And my baby is walkin’ through the doorLeanin’ on my couch she whispers to me and I take the big plungeAnd oh, she was so good and oh, she was so fineAnd I’m gonna tell the world that I just ah-ah made her mineAnd I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her nameShe whispered to me, she told me her nameAnd her name is, and her name is, and her name is,And her name is G-L-O-R-I-AG-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A GloriaG-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A GloriaI was at the stadiumThere were twenty thousand girlsCalled their names out to meMarie and Ruth but to tell you the truthI didn’t hear them I didn’t seeI let my eyes rise to the big tower clockAnd I heard those bells chimin’ in my heartGoing ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong.Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dongCounting the time, then you came to my roomAnd you whispered to me and we took the big plungeAnd oh. You were so good, oh, you were so fineAnd I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mineMake her mine make her mine make her mine make her mineG-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria,G-L-O-R-I-A GloriaAnd the tower bells chime, “ding dong” they chimeThey’re singing, “Jesus died for somebody’s sins but not mine.”Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A GloriaG-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A,Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A, G-L-O-R-I-AGloria G-L-O-R-I-A GloriaG-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-AGloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria,G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-AGloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria,G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-AGloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria
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NEON BIBLEA vial of hope and a vial of painIn the light they both looked the samePoured them out on into the worldOn every boy and every girlIt’s in the neon Bible, the neon BibleNot much chance for survivalIf the neon Bible is rightTake the poison of your ageDon’t lick your fingers when you turn the pageWhat I know is what you know is rightIn the city it’s the only lightIt’s the neon Bible, the neon BibleNot much chance for survivalIf the Neon Bible is rightOh God! well look at you now!Oh, you lost it but you don’t know howIn the light of a golden calfOh God, I had to laughTake the poison of your ageDon’t lick your fingers when you turn the pageIt was wrong but you said it was rightIn the future I will read at nightIn the neon Bible, the neon BibleNot much chance for survivalIf the Neon Bible is trueWAKE UPSomethin’ filled upMy heart with nothin’Someone told me not to cryNow that I’m olderMy heart’s colderAnd I can see that it’s a lieChildren, wake upHold your mistake upBefore they turn the summer into dustIf the children don’t grow upOur bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn upWe’re just a million little god’s causin’ rain stormsTurnin’ every good thing to rustI guess we’ll just have to adjustWith my lightnin’ bolts a-glowinI can see where I am goin’ to beWhen the reaper he reaches and touches my handWith my lightnin’ bolts a-glowin’I can see where I am goin’With my lightnin’ bolts a-glowin’I can see where I am go, goin’You better look out below
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From New York City, New York, 12/8/1975. This was the last show of the Rolling Thunder Review in 1975 and was a benefit concert for Rubin “Hurricane” Carter which included many guest appearances. At around the hour mark, Muhammad Ali gets a phone call from Rubin from prison and connect him to the speakers so the audience can hear. This is an article from the NY Times about the show: https://www.nytimes.com/1975/12/09/ar…
1. Good Love Is Hard To Find (Bob Neuwirth) 00:00
2. Intro (Bob Neuwirth) 02:55
3. Sleazy (Bob Neuwirth) 04:16
4. Hula Hoop (T-Bone Burnett) 07:52
5. Too Good To Be Wasted (Rob Stoner) (Not available)
6. Laissez Faire (Steven Soles) 12:59
7. Life On Mars (Mick Ronson) 18:04
8. Band Intro (Bob Neuwirth) 22:10
9. Alabama Dark (Ronee Blakley and Bob Neuwirth) (Not available)
10. Need A New Sun Rising (Ronee Blakley) 24:20
11. Cindy (Bob Neuwirth) 28:47
12. Mercedes Benz (Bob Neuwirth) 32:36
13. Shadows And Light (Joni Mitchell) 36:15
14. Coyote (Joni Mitchell) 40:50
15. Edith And The Kingpin (Joni Mitchell) 46:18
16. Don’t Interrupt The Sorrow (Joni Mitchell) 50:36
17. Muhammad Ali And Others 53:49
18. Telephone Call from Rubin Carter 1:00:00CD 2
1. Ramblin’ Jack (Introduction by Bob Neuwirth) (Not Included)
2. Muleskinner Blues (Ramblin’ Jack Elliot) 01:11:49
3. Pretty Boy Floyd (Ramblin’ Jack Elliot) 01:15:00
4. Salt Pork, West Virginia (Ramblin’ Jack Elliot) 01:20:31
5. I’m A Ramblin’ Boy (Ramblin’ Jack Elliot) 01:23:29
6. When I Paint My Masterpiece (Bob Dylan) 01:27:05
7. It Ain’t Me Babe (Bob Dylan) 01:31:24
8. Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll (Bob Dylan) 01:36:48
9. Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You (Bob Dylan) 01:42:37
10. It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry (Bob Dylan) (Not included/officially released)
11. Romance in Durango (Bob Dylan) 01:46:17
12. Isis (Bob Dylan) 01:50:38
13. The Times They Are A Changin’ (Bob Dylan & Joan Baez) 01:55:49
14. Dark As A Dungeon (Bob Dylan & Joan Baez) 01:59:15
15. Mama, You Been On My Mind (Bob Dylan & Joan Baez) 02:02:47
16. Never Let Me Go (Bob Dylan & Joan Baez) 02:05:46
17. I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine (Bob Dylan & Joan Baez) 02:08:40
18. I Shall Be Released (Bob Dylan & Joan Baez) 02:11:57CD 3
1. Diamonds And Rust (Joan Baez) 02:17:16
2. Swing Low, Sweet Chariot (Joan Baez) 02:22:07
3. Billy Rose (Joan Baez) 02:24:42
4. Joe Hill (Joan Baez) 02:28:25
5. Long Black Veil (Joan Baez) 02:31:28
6. Please Come To Boston (Joan Baez) 02:35:12
7. Intro To Roberta Flack 02:39:31
8. 25th Of Last December 02:43:43 (Roberta Flack)
9. Why Don’t You Move In With Me 02:49:54 (Roberta Flack)
10. Eight Miles High 02:54:40 (Roger McGuinn)
11. Chesnut Mare 02:58:40 (Roger McGuinn)
12. The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down (Joan Baez) 03:04:19CD 4
1. Love Minus Zero/No Limit (Bob Dylan) 03:08:21
2. Simple Twist Of Fate (Bob Dylan) 03:12:52
3. Oh Sister (Bob Dylan) 03:17:27 (incomplete due to a copyright claim. It incorrectly claims it to be the one from Montreal which was officially released)
4. Hurricane (Bob Dylan) 03:19:48
5. One More Cup Of Coffee (Bob Dylan) 3:29:10
6. Sara (Bob Dylan) 03:33:24
7. Just Like A Woman (Bob Dylan) 03:38:34
8. Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door (Bob Dylan) 03:44:03
9. This Land Is Your Land (Bob Dylan) 03:48:15Bob Dylan (vocal, guitar)
Bob Neuwirth (guitar)
T-bone J. Henry Burnett (guitar)
Roger McGuinn (guitar)
Steven Soles (guitar)
Mick Ronson (guitar)
David Mansfield (steel guitar, violin, mandolin ,dobro)
Rob Stoner (bass)
Scarlet Rivera (violin)
Howie Wyeth (piano, drums)
Luther Rix (drums, percussion)
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Directed by Josh DeuNEIGHBORHOOD #1 (TUNNELS)And if the snow buries myMy neighborhoodAnd if my parents are cryingThen I’ll dig a tunnelFrom my window to yoursYeah, a tunnelFrom my window to yoursYou climb out of the chimneyAnd meet me in the middleThe middle of the townAnd since there’s no one else aroundWe let our hair grow longAnd forget all we used to knowThen our skin gets thickerFrom living out in the snowYou change all the leadSleeping in my headAs the day grows dimI hear you sing a golden hymnThen we tried to name our babiesBut we forgot all the names thatThe names we used to knowBut sometimes we remember our bedroomsAnd our parent’s bedroomsAnd the bedrooms of our friendsThen we think of our parentsWell, what ever happened to them?You change all the leadSleeping in my head to goldAs the day grows dimI hear you sing a golden hymnThe song I’ve been trying to singPurify the colors, purify my mindPurify the colors, purify my mindAnd spread the ashes of the colorsOver this heart of mine
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SPRAWL II (MOUNTAINS BEYOND MOUNTAINS)They heard me singing and they told me to stopQuit these pretentious things and just punch the clockThese days, my life, I feel it has no purposeBut late at night the feelings swim to the surface‘Cause on the surface the city lights shineThey’re calling at me, “Come and find your kind”Sometimes, I wonder if the world’s so smallThat we can never get away from the sprawlLiving in the sprawlDead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountainsAnd there’s no end in sightI need the darkness, someone please cut the lightsWe rode our bikes to the nearest parkSat under the swings and kissed in the darkYou shield my eyes from the police lightsWe run away, but we don’t know whyBlack river, your city lights shineThey’re screaming at us, “We don’t need your kind”Sometimes, I wonder if the world’s so smallThat we can never get away from the sprawlLiving in the sprawlDead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountainsAnd there’s no end in sightI need the darkness, someone please cut the lightsThey heard me singing and they told me to stopQuit these pretentious things and just punch the clockSometimes, I wonder if the world’s so smallCan we ever get away from the sprawl?Living in the sprawlDead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountainsAnd there’s no end in sightI need the darkness, someone please cut the lightsI need the darkness, someone please cut the lights
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life during wartimeHeard of a van that’s loaded with weaponsPacked up and ready to goHeard of some gravesites, out by the highwayA place where nobody knowsThe sound of gunfire, off in the distanceI’m getting used to it nowLived in a brownstone, lived in a ghettoI’ve lived all over this townThis ain’t no party, this ain’t no discoThis ain’t no fooling aroundNo time for dancing, or lovey-doveyI ain’t got time for that nowTransmit the message to the receiverHope for an answer somedayI got three passports, a couple of visasYou don’t even know my real nameHigh on a hillside, the trucks are loadingEverything’s ready to rollI sleep in the daytime, I work in the nighttimeI might not ever get homeThis ain’t no party, this ain’t no discoThis ain’t no fooling aroundThis ain’t no Mudd Club, or CBGBI ain’t got time for that nowHeard about Houston? Heard about Detroit?Heard about Pittsburgh, PA?You oughta know not to stand by the windowSomebody see you up thereI got some groceries, some peanut butterTo last a couple of daysBut I ain’t got no speakers, ain’t got no headphonesAin’t got no records to playWhy stay in college? Why go to night school?Gonna be different this timeCan’t write a letter, can’t send no postcardI ain’t got time for that nowTrouble in transit, got through the roadblockWe blended in with the crowdWe got computers, we’re tapping phone linesI know that that ain’t allowedWe dress like students, we dress like housewivesOr in a suit and a tieI changed my hairstyle, so many times nowI don’t know what I look likeYou make me shiver, I feel so tenderWe make a pretty good teamDon’t get exhausted, I’ll do some drivingYou ought to get you some sleepBurned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks?They won’t help me surviveMy chest is aching, burns like a furnaceThe burning keeps me alive+
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suffer for fashionWe just want to emote ’til we’re deadI know we suffer for fashion or whateverWe don’t want these days to ever endWe just want to emasculate them foreverForeverForeverPretty sirens don’t go flatIt’s not supposed to happen like thatNot like thatNot like thatWe’ve got to keep it physicalWhen our tellies are six hours awayPlease call to say that you miss me, feel me or whateverVicissitudes are boxing our headsLike they just want to emaciate them foreverForeverForeverPretty sirens don’t go flatIt’s not supposed to happen like thatNot like thatNot like thatWe’ve got to keep our little click clicking at 130 BPMIt’s not too slowIf we’ve gotta burn out, let’s do it togetherLet’s all melt down togetherTogetherLet’s go togetherLet’s do it togetherLet’s go togetherFocus (I’m calling)What’s the status? (11)ForeverForeverBut pretty sirens don’t go flatIt’s not supposed to happen like thatNot like thatNot like thatWe’ve got to keep our little click clicking at 130 BPMIt’s not too slowIf we’ve gotta burn out, let’s do it togetherLet’s all melt down togetherTogetherLet’s go togetherLet’s do it togetherLet’s go together
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super freakShe’s a very kinky girlThe kind you don’t take home to motherShe will never let your spirits downOnce you get her off the street, ow, girlShe likes the boys in the bandShe says that I’m her all-time favoriteWhen I make my move to her room, it’s the right timeShe’s never hard to please, oh, noThat girl is pretty wild now (the girl’s a super freak)The kind of girl you read about (in new-wave magazines)That girl is pretty kinky (the girl’s a super freak)I really love to taste her (every time we meet)She’s alright, she’s alrightThat girl’s alright with meYeah, hey, hey, hey, hey!She’s a super freak, super freakShe’s super-freaky, yowEverybody singSuper freak, super freakShe’s a very special girl (the kind of girl you want to know)From her head down to her toenails (down to her feet)Yeah, she’ll wait for me at backstage with her girlfriendsIn a limousine (long and black and shining bright)Three’s not a crowd to her, she says (ménage à trois, ooh, la, la)“Room 714, I’ll be waiting”When I get there, she’s got incense, wine, and candlesIt’s such a freaky sceneThat girl is pretty kinky (the girl’s a super freak)The kind of girl you read about (in new-wave magazines)That girl is pretty wild now (the girl’s a super freak)I really like to taste her (every time we meet)She’s alright, she’s alrightThat girl’s alright with meYeah, hey, hey, hey, hey!She’s a super freak, super freakShe’s super-freaky, yowTemptations singOh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohSuper freak, super freakThat girl’s a super freakOh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohShe’s a very kinky girlThe kind you won’t take home to motherAnd she will never let your spirits downOnce you get her off the streetBlow DannyOh, girlOh, girl+
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fifteen feet of pure white snowFifteen Feet Of Pure White Snow’ was the second single taken from the band’s 11th album ‘No More Shall We Part’. Originally released in May 2001, the single featured the Bad Seeds line up of Nick Cave, Mick Harvey, Warren Ellis, Blixa Bargeld, Martyn P Casey,Thomas Wydler
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Apple Music https://ncandtbs.lnk.to/AppleMusicIDFIFTEEN FEET OF PURE WHITE SNOWWhere is Mona?
She’s long gone
Where is Mary?She’s taken her along
But they haven’t put their mittens on
And there’s fifteen feet of pure white snow?
Where is Michael?
Where is Mark?
Where is Mathew
Now it’s getting dark?
Where is John? They are all out back
Under fifteen feet of pure white snowWould you please put down that telephone
We’re under fifteen feet of pure white snow
I waved to my neighbour
My neighbour waved to me
But my neighbour
Is my enemy
I kept waving my arms
Till I could not see
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Is anybody
Out there please?
It’s too quiet in here
And I’m beginning to freeze
I’ve got icicles hanging
From my knees
Under fifteen feet of pure white snowIs there anybody here who feels this low?
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Is it any wonder?
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Doctor, Doctor
I’m going mad
This is the worst day
I’ve ever had
I can’t remember
Ever feeling this bad
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Where’s my nurse
I need some healing
I’ve been paralysed
By a lack of feeling
I can’t even findAnything worth stealing
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Is there anyone else here who doesn’t know?
We’re under fifteen feet of pure white snowRaise your hands up to the sky
#NickCaveandthebadseeds #NickCave #NoMoreShallWePart
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Is it any wonder?
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself! -
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reunionYou came out of nowhereStealing my heart and brainFlaming my every cellYou make me feel myselfOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohohoh…Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohohoh…Will you stay in this land forever?Will you stay in this land forever?Across the time and spaceA never-ending danceA blooming and a tranceYou make me feel my soulThere’s no more lonelinessOnly sparkles and sweatThere’s no more single fateYou make me feel myselfOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohohoh…Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohohoh…Will you stay in this land forever?Will you stay in this land forever?My body is like a lightning rodCapsize me and douse me in your bayA shiver of want, alwaysWhen you are on the tip of my tongueIn the back of your parked carI could build a fort and play all dayBetween your lips, and mineLet’s stay here foreverOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohohoh…Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohohoh…Will you stay in this land forever?Will you stay in this land forever?+
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