Текст песни NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS - Mercy
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Текст песни NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS - Mercy
I stood in the waterIn the middle month of winterMy camel skin was tortureI was in a state of natureThe wind, sir, it was wickedI was so aloneJust as I predicted( )My followers were gone And I cried `Mercy'Have mercy upon meAnd I got down on my knees Thrown into a dungeonBread and water was my portionFaith - my only weaponTo rest the devil's legionThe speak-hole would slide openA viper's voice would pleadThick with innuendoSyphilis and Greed And she cried `Mercy'Have mercy upon meAnd I told her to get down on her knees In a garden full of rosesMy hands, tied behind meMy cousin was working miraclesI wondered if he'd find me