Nick Cave : Carnage

There are some people trying to find out who There are some people trying to find out why There are some people aren't trying to find anything But that kingdom in the sky In the sky I'm going to the river Where the current rushes by I'm going to the river Where the current rushes by I'm gonna swim to the middle Where the water is real high Hand of God Coming from the sky Hand of God Coming from the sky Gonna swim to the middle Stay out there for a while Way down low Way down low Let the river cast its spell Let the river cast its spell On me Singing boy sitting on the bridge Singing boy sitting on the bridge Throwing pennies off the edge Peasants working in the fields Keep their heads way down low Way down low Don't want to let on what they know Way down low Way down low Grab those pennies Count them, ten Grab those pennies Count them, ten Hand of God Never come back up again Let the river cast its spell On me You're a body of water Flowing across the bed You're a body of water Spread across the hotel bed Gonna swim to the middle Never come up again Let the river cast its spell Let the river cast its spell On me Going to the river Where the current rushes by Going to the river Where the current rushes by Gonna swim to the middle Stay out there a while Let the river cast its spell On me

Old Time

Wide black trees and a field of frost Birds fly low and you and me and the car are lost We took a wrong turn somewhere Into the old time Into the old time, for sure The trees are black and history Has dragged us down to our knees Into a cold time Everyone's dreams have died Wherever you've gone, darling I'm not that far behind By the side of the road is a thing with horns Steps back into the trees And a child is born Upon this trembling earth Displays each day Thrown across the hallucination of your hair A strip of ordinary sun, a biblical sun A colonial sun, an enlightened sun The same sun Made always glorious at your head Well, we stop at a motel and go jumping into bed Just like the old times Wherever you are, darling, I'm not that far behind A lunatic beauty under a watery moon You're melting by the motel swimming pool By the Time I Get to Phoenix on the radio Your moon to my shooting star I'm throwing my bags in the back of the car Just like the old times Just like old times, baby And I'm not coming back this time Like the old days, darling, like the old days I'm not coming back this time Like the old times, like old times Wherever you are, darling, I'm not that far behind

Carnage

I always seem to be saying goodbye And rolling through the mountains Like a train My uncle's at the chopping block Turning chickens into fountains I'm a barefoot child Watching in the rain That stepped into this song Taken a bow and stepped right out again I'm sitting on the balcony Reading Flannery O'Connor With a pencil and a plan This song is like a rain cloud That keeps circling overhead Here it comes around again And it's only love With a little bit of rain And I hope to see you again A rain deer frozen in the headlights Steps back into the woods My heart it is an open road Where we ran away for good Look over there! Look over there! The sun, a barefoot child with fire in his hair And then a sudden sun explodes! It was you, it was you and only you And it's only love Driving through the rain Rolling down the mountains Like a train It's only love And it comes on like a train Rolling down the mountains In the rain

White Elephant

The white hunter sits on his porch With his elephant gun and his tears He'll shoot you for free If you come around here A protester kneels on the neck of a statue The statue says I can't breathe The protester says now you know how it feels And kicks it into the sea I am a Botticelli Venus with a penis Riding an enormous scalloped fan I'm a sea foam woman rising from the spray I'm coming to do you harm With the gun in my pants full of elephant tears And a seahorse on each arm With my elephant gun of tears I'll shoot you all for free If you even think about coming round here I'll shoot you in the fucking face If you think of coming around here I'm an ice sculpture melting in the sun I'm an ice sculpture with an elephant gun I'm an ice sculpture made of elephant-sized tears Raining gas and salt upon your heads The president has called in the Feds I've been planning this for years I'll shoot you in the fucking face If you think of coming around here I'll shoot you for just for fun I'm a statue lying on my side, in the sun With the memory of an elephant Evaporating before your eyes Becoming a great grey cloud of wrath Roaring my salt upon the earth I will shoot you all for free If you so much as look at me A time is coming A time is nigh For the kingdom In the sky Don't ask who Don't ask why There's a kingdom in the sky We're all coming home For a while A time is coming A time is nigh For the kingdom in the sky We're all coming home For a while A time is coming A time is nigh For the kingdom in the sky We're all coming home In a while

Albuquerque

This morning crawls towards us, darling With a memory in its paws A child swims between two boats Her mother waving from the shore, darling And we won't get to Amsterdam Or that lake in Africa, darling And we won't get to anywhere Anytime this year, darling And we won't get to anywhere, darling Anytime this year And we won't get to anywhere, baby Unless I dream you there And we won't get to anywhere, darling Anytime this year And we won't get to anywhere, baby Unless you take me there And we won't get to Albuquerque Anytime this year And we won't get to anywhere, baby Unless you take me there

Lavender Fields

I am travelling appallingly alone On a singular road Into the lavender fields That reach high beyond the sky People ask me how I've changed I say it is a singular road And the lavender has stained my skin And made me strange The lavender is tall and reaches Beyond the heavenly cover I plough through this furious world Of which I'm truly over And sometimes I hear my name Oh where did you go? But the lavender is broad And it's a singular road Once I was running with my friends All of them busy with their pens But the lavender grew rare What happened to them? Sometimes I see a pale bird Wheeling in the sky But that is just a feeling A feeling when you die We don't ask who We don't ask why There is a kingdom in the sky There is a kingdom in the sky We walk and walk Across the hills We walk and walk Through lavender hills We don't ask when We don't ask why There is a kingdom in the sky There is a kingdom in the sky Where did they go? Where did they hide? We don't ask who We don't ask why There is a kingdom in the sky There is a kingdom in the sky

Shattered Ground

The moon in the night sky, with pale eyes And pale skin and long hair covering her naked body And sometimes she's laughing and sometimes she's crying And sometimes the moon is talking to nobody And there's a madness in her and a madness in me And together it forms a kind of sanity (Oh baby don't leave me) We drove through the hills with the moon in our eyes We bought a house in the country Where we could lose our minds The moon is a girl with tears in her eyes Who is throwing her bags in the back of the car (I am not even remotely surprised) And waving goodbye, she is waving goodbye The moon is a girl with the sun in her eyes Oh yeah Everywhere you are I am And everywhere you are I will hold your hand again Only you are beautiful, only you are true I don't care what they are saying They can scream their fucking faces blue again I will be all alone when you are gone All alone when you are gone And I will not make a single sound Not make a single sound Not make a single sound But come softly crashing down Come softly crashing down Come softly crashing down My pieces scattered all around Scattered around Scattered around Toppled on the shattered ground On the shattered ground And you're waving goodbye She is waving goodbye The moon is a girl with the sun in her eyes Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye Oh baby Oh baby Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye Oh baby Goodbye

Balcony Man

What am I to believe? I'm the balcony man Where everything is ordinary until it is not I'm the balcony man I am two hundred pounds of packed ice Sitting on a chair and in the morning sun Putting on my tap dancing shoes Oh my lap dancing shoes In the morning sun I am the balcony man, I'm Fred Astaire You think you have a plan until I hit the stairs I'm two hundred pound bag of blood and bone Leaking on your favourite chair As I put on my lap dancing shoes In the morning sun And this morning is amazing and so are you This morning is amazing and so are you This morning is amazing and so are you In the morning sun What am I to think on this balcony, Fred? Where everything is amazing that stays in bed I'm a two hundred pound octopus under a sheet Dancing round your world with my hands and feet And this much I know to be true Yeah, this much I know to be true And this much I know to be true Yeah, this much I know to be true This morning is amazing and so are you This morning is amazing and so are you This morning is amazing and so are you You are languid and lovely and lazy And what doesn't kill you just makes you crazier