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Nick Cave : Nocturama
2003


  1. Wonderful Life
  2. He Wants You
  3. Right Out Of Your Hand
  4. Bring It On
  5. Dead Man In My Bed
  6. Still In Love
  7. There Is A Town
  8. Rock Of Gibraltar
  9. She Passed By My Window
  10. Babe, I'm On Fire

Wonderful Life

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) Come in, babe, across these purple fields
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) The sun has sunk behind you across these purple fields
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) That idiot-boy in the corner is speaking deviated truths
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Come on, admit it, babe, it's a wonderful life
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If you can find it
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) If you can find it
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If you can find it
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It's a wonderful life that you bring
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Ooh it's a wonderful thing
Speak our secret into your hands and hold it in between Plunge your hands into the water and drown it in the sea There will be nothing between us, baby, but the air that we breathe Don't cry, it's a wonderful, wonderful life If you can find it If you can find it If you can find it It's a wonderful life that you bring It's a wonderful, wonderful thing We can build our dungeons in the air and sit and cry the blues We can stomp across this world with nails hammered through our shoes We can join that troubled chorus who criticise and accuse It don't matter much, we got nothing much to lose, but this wonderful life If you can find it And when you find it And when you find it It's a wonderful life that you bring It's a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful thing Sometimes our secrets are all we've got, with our lives we must defend Sometimes the air between us, babe, is unbearably thin Sometimes it's wise to lay down your gloves and just give in Come in, come in, come in, come in, to this wonderful life If you can find it And if you find it It's a wonderful life that you bring It's a wonderful, wonderful thing It's a wonderful life It's a wonderful life


He Wants You

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In his boat and through the dark he rowed
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Chained to oar and the night and the wind that blowed
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Horribly round his ears, ooh-ooh
Under the bridge and into your dreams he soars While you lie alone in that idea-free sleep of yours That you've been sleeping now for years
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And he wants you
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Yes he wants you
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He is straight and he is true
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Ooh hoo hoo
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Beneath the hanging cliffs and under the many stars where He will move, all amongst your tangled hair And deep into the sea, ooh-ooh And you will wake and walk and draw the blind And feel some presence there behind And turn to see what that may be Oh, babe, it's me And he wants you Yes he wants you He is straight and he is true Ooh hoo hoo


Right Out Of Your Hand

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(
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) Please forgive me (it's impossible to say)
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) If I appear unkind (it's impossible to know)
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But any fool can tell you
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It's all in your mind
Down in the meadow The old lion stirs Puts his hand 'cross his mouth He has no use for words
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Poor little girl
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With your handful of snow
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Poor little girl
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Had no way to know
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That you've got me eating
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You've got me eating
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You've got me eating
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Right out of your hand
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I mean you no harm (it's impossible to say) When I tell you you're blind (it's impossible to know) Give a sucker an even break He'll lose it all, every time The airborne starlings circle Over the frozen fields The hollyhocks hang harmlessly And the old lion yields And you've got me eating You've got me eating You've got me eating
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Right out of your hand
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Got me eating right out of your hand
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Got me eating right out of your hand Got me eating right out of your hand


Bring It On

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This garden that I built for you
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That you sit in now and yearn
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I will never leave it, dear
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I could not bear to return
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And find it all untended
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With the trees all bended low
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This garden is our home dear
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And I got nowhere else to go...
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So bring it on, bring it on
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Every little tear, bring it on
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Every useless fear, bring it on
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All your shattered dreams
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And I'll scatter them into the sea, into the sea
The geraniums on your windowsill The carnations, dear, and the daffodil Well they're ordinary flowers but they long for the light Of your touch and of your trembling will Ah, you're trembling still And I'm trembling too To be perfectly honest I don't know quite what else to do... So bring it on, bring it on Every neglected dream, bring it on Every little scheme, bring it on Every little fear And I'll make them disappear


Dead Man In My Bed

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She sat in a wicker chair, her eyes they were downcast
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She breathed in the future by breathing out the past
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The die is done, the die is shook, the die is duly cast
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'Cause there's a dead man in my bed, she said
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That smile you see upon his face
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It's been there for many days
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There's a dead man in my bed
I ain't been feeling that good too much, no more, she said, I swear She pointed at the bedroom door and said, I ain't going in there She leaped out of her seat and screamed, someone's not concentrating here! There is a dead man in my bed, she said I ain't speaking metaphorically His eyes are open but he cannot see There's a dead man in my bed The leaves outside the window waved, all brown they were and falling Even I could tell the atmosphere in here was utterly appalling The phone it rang incessantly but nobody was calling There's a dead man in my bed, she said And though he keeps on taking notes I swear this ain't some kind of hoax Dead man in my bed Now she's in the kitchen, rattling those pots and pans I'd cook him something nice, she said, but he refuses to wash his hands He used to be so good to me, now he smells so fucking bad There is a dead man in my bed, she said I keep poking at him with my stick But his skin is just so fucking thick There's a dead man in my bed
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We've gotta get it all together
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We've gotta get it all together ...


Still In Love

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The cops are hanging around the house
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The cars outside look like they've got the blues
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The moon don't know if it's day or night
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Everybody's creeping around with plastic covers on their shoes
You're making coffee for everyone concerned Someone points to this and someone points to that Everyone is saying that you should lie down But you ain't having none of that
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And I say to the sleepy summer rain
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With a complete absence of pain
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You might think I'm crazy
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But I'm still in love with you
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Hide your eyes and hide your tears And hide your face, my love Hide your ribbons and hide your bows Hide your coloured cotton gloves Hide your trinkets and hide your treasures Hide your neatly scissored locks Hide your memories, hide them all Stuff them in a cardboard box Throw them into the street below Leave them to the wind and the rain and the snow For you might think I'm crazy But I'm still in love with you
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Call me up, baby, and I'll answer your call
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Call me up but remember I am no use to you at all
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Now you're standing at the top of the stairs One hand on the banister, a flower in your hair The other one resting on your hip Without a solitary care I fall asleep in the summer rain With no single memory of pain And you must think I'm crazy But I'm still in love with you


There Is A Town

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There is a town
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Where I was born
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Far far away, across the sea
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And in that town where I was born
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I would dream
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That one day I would leave and cross the sea
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And so it goes
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And so it seems
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That God lives only in our dreams
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In our dreams
And now I live in this town I walk these dark streets up and down, up and down Under a dark sky And I dream that one day I'll go back home And so it goes And so it seems That God lives only in our dreams In our dreams


Rock Of Gibraltar

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Let me say this to you, I'll be steadfast and true
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And my love will never falter
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The sea would crash about us, the waves would lash about us
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I'll be your Rock of Gibraltar
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Sometimes it's hard
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When we're both caught off guard
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But there's nothing I'd ever alter
The wind could howl round our ears for the next thousand years I'd still be your Rock of Gibraltar Yes, I'll be your Rock of Gibraltar Oh, I'll be your Rock of Gibraltar Well, the best thing I done was to make you the one I'd walk with down to the altar And you'd stand by me and together we'd be That great, steady Rock of Gibraltar Yes, that great, steady Rock of Gibraltar Oh, the great, steady Rock of Gibraltar Under the big yellow moon On our honeymoon I took you on a trip to Malta And all through the night when you held me so tight Your great, steady Rock of Gibraltar Oh, your great, steady Rock of Gibraltar Yeah, your great, steady Rock of Gibraltar Could the powers that be Ever foresee That things could so utterly alter? All the plans that we laid could soon be betrayed Betrayed like the Rock of Gibraltar Betrayed like the Rock of Gibraltar
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Yes, betrayed like the Rock of Gibraltar


She Passed By My Window

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She passed by my window
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Her eyes were all aglow
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Bent to pick her glove she'd dropped
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From the bright and brittle snow
Nature had spoken it in the Spring With apple, plum and brand new pear Have you time for my company? No, I said, I have none to spare
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You gotta sanctify my love
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You gotta sanctify my love
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You gotta sanctify my love
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I ain't no lover-boy
For apple, plum and brand new pear Soon wither on the ground She slapped the snow from off her glove And moved on without a sound You gotta sanctify my love You gotta sanctify my love You gotta sanctify my love I ain't no lover-boy


Babe, I'm On Fire

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Am
Father says it, mother says it Sister says it, brother says it Uncle says it, auntie says it Everyone at the party says
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Babe, I'm on fire
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Well, babe, I'm on fire
The horse says it, the pig says it The judge in his wig says it The fox and the rabbit And the nun in her habit says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire My mate Bill Gates says it The President of the United States says it The slacker and the worker The girl in her burqa says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The general with his tank says it The man at the bank says it The soldier with his rocket And the mouse in my pocket says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The drug-addled wreck With a needle in his neck says it The drunk says it, punk says it The brave Buddhist monk says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire
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Hit me up, baby, and knock me down
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Drop what you're doing and come around
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We can hold hands till the sun goes down
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'Cause I know that you and I can be together
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'Cause I love you
The blind referee says it The unlucky amputee says it The giant killer bee Landing on my knee says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The cop with his breathalyser The paddy with his fertiliser The man in the basement That's getting a taste for it says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The fucked-up Rastafarian says it The dribbling libertarian says it The sweet little Goth With the ears of cloth says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The cross-over country singer says it The hump-backed bell ringer says it The swinger, the flinger The outraged right-winger says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The man going hiking says it The misunderstood Viking says it The man at the rodeo And the lonely old Eskimo says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire
Chorus
The mild little Christian says it The wild Sonny Liston says it The pimp and the gimp And the guy with the limp says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The blind piano tuner says it The Las Vegas crooner says it The hooligan mooner Holding a schooner says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The Chinese contortionist says it The backyard abortionist says it The poor Pakistani With his lamb biryani says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The hopeless defendant says it The toilet attendant says it The pornographer, the stenographer The fashion photographer says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The college professor says it The vicious cross-dresser says it Grandma and Grandpa In the back of the car says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire
Chorus
The hack at the doorstep says it The midwife with her forceps says it The demented young lady Who is roasting her baby On the fire Babe, I'm on fire The athlete with his hernia says it Picasso with his Guernica says it My wife with her furniture Everybody! Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The laughing hyena says it The homesick Polish cleaner says it The man from the Klan With a torch in his hand says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The Chinese herbologist says it The Christian apologist says it The dog and the frog Sitting on a log says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The foxhunting toff says it The horrible moth says it The doomed homosexual With the persistent cough says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire
Chorus
The Papist with his soul says it The rapist on a roll says it Jack says it, Jill says it As they roll down the hill Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The clever circus flea says it The sailor on the sea says it The man from the Daily Mail With his dead refugee says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The hymen-busting Zulu says it The proud kangaroo says it The koala, the echidna And the platypus too says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The disgraced country vicar says it The crazed guitar picker says it The beatnik, the peacenik The apparatchik says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The deranged midnight stalker says it Garcia Lorca says it The hit man, Walt Whitman And the halitotic talker says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire
Chorus
The wine taster with his nose says it The fireman with his hose says it The pedestrian, the equestrian The tap dancer with his toes says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The beast in the beauty pageant The pimply real estate agent The beach-comber, the roamer The girl in a coma says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The old rock and roller With his two-seater stroller And the fan in the van With the abominable plan says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The menstruating Jewess says it The nervous stewardess says it The hijacker, the backpacker The cunning safe-cracker says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The sports commentator says it The old alligator says it The tennis pro with his racquet The loon in the straight jacket Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire
Chorus
The butcher with his cleaver says it The mad basket weaver says it The jaded boxing writer And the glass-jawed fighter says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The old town cryer says it The inveterate liar says it The pilchard, the bream And the trout in the stream Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The war correspondent says it The enthused and the despondent says it The electrician, the mortician And the man going fishin' says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The cattleman from Down Under says it The patriot with his plunder says it Watching a boat of full of refugees Sinking into the sea Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The silicone junky says it The corporate flunky says it The Italian designer With his rickshaw in China says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire
Chorus
The trucker with his juggernaut says it The lost astronaut says it The share cropper, the bent copper The compulsive shopper says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The Viennese vampire says it The cowboy round his campfire says it The game show panellist The Jungian analyst says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire Warren says it, Blixa says it The lighting guy and mixer says it Mick says it, Marty says it Everyone at the party says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on Fire
Chorus