Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds lyrics
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds lyrics
"Red Right Hand lyrics"
Chasing The Dragon lyrics
The day when the sun turns into blackI leave behind my landFor I have a mission sent from godSo I set out alone, not knowing right from wrongTo fight the evil one, my he
The day when the sun turns into blackI leave behind my landFor I have a mission sent from godSo I set out alone, not knowing right from wrongTo fight the evil one, my he
Take a litle walk to the edge of town Go across the tracks Where the viaduct looms, like a bird of doom As it shifts and cracks Where secrets lie in the border fires, in the humming wires Hey man, you know you're never coming back Past the square, past the bridge, past the mills, past the stacks On a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man In aGet Up On Ya Feet lyricsdusty black coat with a red right hand He'll wrap you in his arms, tell you that you've been a good boy He'll rekindle all the dreams it took you a lifetime to destroy He'll reach deep into the hole, heal your shrinking soul Hey buddy, you know you're never ever coming back He's a god, he's a man, he's a ghost, he's a guru They're whispering his name through this disappearing la
Here we go now Here we go now Here we go now Ah, come on Get up on ya feet now Gonna rock the place Can'tcha see the smile on my face Give it to me high, giDante's Prayer lyricsd But hidden in his coat is a red right hand You ain't got no money? He'll get you some You ain't got no car? He'll get you one You ain't got no self-respect, you feel like an insect Well don't you worry buddy, cause here he comes Through the ghettos and the barrio and the bowery and the slum A shadow is cast wherever he stands Stacks of green paper in his red right hand (Organ
When the dark wood fell before me And all the paths were overgrown When the priests of pride say there is no other way I tilled the sorrows of stone I did noBad Bad Whiskey lyricsolo) You'll see him in your nightmares, you'll see him in your dreams He'll appear out of nowhere but he ain't what he seems You'll see him in your head, on the TV screen And hey buddy, I'm warning you to turn it off He's a ghost, he's a god, he's a man, he's a guru You're one microscopic cog in his catastrophic plan Designed and directed by his red right hand (Organ solo)
Bad, bad whiskey Bad, bad whiskey Bad, bad whiskey Made me loose my happy home Made me loose my happy home Whiskey endless women Is driving me out of my mind