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Текст песни Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Your Funeral... My Trial

Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Your Funeral... My Trial слова песни




I am a crooked manAnd I`ve walked a crooked mileNight, the shameless widowDoffed her weeds, in a pileThe stars all winked at meThey shamed a childYour funeral, my trial A thousand Marys lured meTo feathered beds and fields of cloverBird with crooked wing castIt`s wicked shadow overA bauble moon did mockAnd trinket stars did smileYour funeral, my trial Here I am, little lamb...Let all the bells in whoredom ringAll the crooked bitches that she was(Mongers of pain)Saw the moonBecome a fangYour funeral, my trial

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