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Текст песни NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS - O'Malley's Bar

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Текст песни NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS - O'Malley's Bar




am tall and I am thinOf an enviable hightAnd I've been known to be quite handsomeIn a certain angle and in certain light Well I entered into O'Malley'sSaid, ";O'Malley I have a thirst";( )O'Malley merely smiled at meSaid ";You wouldn't be the first"; I knocked on the bar and pointedTo a bottle on the shelfAnd as O'Malley poured me out a drinkI sniffed and crossed myself My hand decided that the time was nighAnd for a moment it slipped from viewAnd when it returned, it fairly burnedWith confidence anew Well the thunder from my steely fistMade all the glasses jangleWhen I shot him, I was so handsomeIt was the light, it was the angle Huh! Hmmmmmm ";Neighbours!"; I cried, ";Friends!"; I screamedI banged my fist upon the bar";I bear no grudge against you!";And my dick felt long and hard ";I am the man for which no God waitsBut for which the whole world yearnsI'm marked by darkness and by bloodAnd one thousand powder-burns"; Well, you know those fish with the swollen lipsThat clean the ocean floorWhen I looked at poor O'Malley's wifeThat's exactly what I saw I jammed the barrel under her chinAnd her face looked raw and viciousHer head it landed in the sinkWith all the dirty dishes Her little daughter SiobhanPulled beers from dusk till downAnd amongst the townfolk she was a bit of a jokeBut she pulled the best beer in town I swooped magnificent upon herAs she sat shivering in her griefLike the Madonna painted on the church-house wallIn whale's blood and banana leaf Her throat it crumbled in my fistAnd I spun heroically aroundTo see Caffrey rising from his seatI shot that mother fucker down Mmmmmmmmmm Yeah Yeah Yeah ";I have no free will";, I sangAs I flew about the murderMrs. Richard Holmes, she screamedYou really should have heard her I sang and I laughed, I howled and I weptI panted like a pupI blew a hole in Mrs. Richard HolmesAnd her husband stupidly stood up As he screamed, ";You are an evil man";And I paused a while to wonder";If I have no free will then how can IBe morally culpable, I wonder"; I shot Richard Holmes in the stomachAnd gingerly he sat downAnd he whispered weirdly, ";No offense";And then lay upon the ground ";None taken";, I replied to himTo which he gave a little coughWith blazing wings I neatly aimedAnd blew his head completely off I've lived in this town for thirty yearsAnd to no-one I am a strangerAnd I put new bullets in my gunChamber upon chamber And I turned my gun on the bird-like Mr. BrookesI thought of Saint Francis and his sparrowsAnd as I shot down the youthful RichardsonIt was St. Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows Hhhhhhhhhh Mmmmmmmmmmmm I said, ";I want to introduce myselfAnd I am glad that all you came";And I leapt upon the barAnd shouted out my name Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stoolClosed his eyes and shrugged and laughedAnd with an ashtray as big as a fucking really big brickI split his head in half His blood spilled across the barLike a steaming scarlet brookAnd I knelt at it's edge on the counterWiped the tears away and looked Well, the light in there was blindingFull of God and ghosts of truthI smiled at Henry DavenportWho made an attempt to move Well, from the position I was standingThe strangest thing I ever sawThe bullet entered through the top of his chestAnd blew his bowels out on the floor Well I floated down the counterShowing no remorseI shot a hole in Kathleen CarpenterRecently divorced But remorse i felt and remorse I hadIt clung to every thingFrom the raven's hair upon my headTo the feathers on my wings Remorse sqeezed my hand in it's fradulent clawWith it's golden hairless chestAnd I glided through the bodiesAnd killed the fat man Vincent West Who sat quietly in his chairA man become a childAnd I raised the gun up to his headExecutioner-style He made no attempt to resistSo fat and dull and lazy";Did you know I lived in your street?"; I saidAnd he looked at me as though I were crazy ";O";, he said, ";I had no idea";And he grew as quiet as a mouseAnd the roar of the pistol when it went offNear blew that hat right off the house Hmmmmmm Uh Uh Well, I caught my eye in the mirrorAnd gave it a long and loving inspection";There stands some kind of man";, I roaredAnd there did, in the reflection My hair combed back like a raven's wingMy muscles hard and tightAnd curling from the business end of my gunWas a query-mark of cordite Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right




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