| 141. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Capers |
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All words that look prounouncable are not typos, any that look unpronouncable are probably typos. Each set of two lines is one line in the lyric...
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| 142. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Vixo |
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Ah fed Vixo on ev'ry fear 'n' fret 'n' phobia Til it nor ah could stand the strain no longer Sucked a chicken bone, tossed it in the corner Raisin...
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| 143. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Knoxville Girl |
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I met a little girl in Knoxville A town we all know well And every sunday evening In her home I'd dwell We went to take an evening walk About a mile...
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| 144. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Wings Off Flies |
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She loves me, she loves me not She loves me, she loves me not She loves me, she loves me not We-e-ll, ah've spent seven days and seven nights ...
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| 145. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Rainy Night In Soho |
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I've been loving you a long time Down all the years, down all the days And I've cried for all your troubles Smiled at your funny little ways ...
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| 146. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Faraway, So Close! |
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Empty out your pockets, toss the lot upon the floor. All those treasures, my friend, you don't need them anymore. Your days are all through dying,...
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| 147. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Spell |
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Through the woods, and frosted moors Past the snow-caked hedgerows I Bed down upon the drifting snow Sleep beneath the melting sky I whisper all your...
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| 148. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - West Country Girl |
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With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face Comes from the West country where the birds sing bass She's got a house-big heart where we all live And...
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| 149. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Deanna |
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O DEANNA O Deanna! O DEANNA Sweet Deanna! O DEANNA You know you are my friend, yeah O DEANNA And I ain't down here for your money I ain't...
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| 150. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Papa Won't Leave You, Henry |
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I went out walking the other day The wind hung wet around my neck My head it rung with screams and groans From the night I spent amongst her bones...
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| 151. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Watching Alice |
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Alice wakes It is morning She is yawning As she walks about the room Her hair falls down her breast She is naked and it is June Standing...
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| 152. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Fable Of The Brown Ape |
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Farmer Emmerich went into his barn And found a cow suckling a serpent And a brown ape clanking a heavy chain Said Farmer Emmerich to the ape Never...
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| 153. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Grief Came Riding |
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A grief came riding On the wind Up the sun on river Thames I was sittin' on the bank with my mouth open When I felt it entering I began...
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| 154. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Happy Birthday |
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It's a very happy day We are at lots of fun fun fun And it's ice-cream and jelly and a punch in the belly How much can you throw over the walls? ...
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| 155. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Oxford Tragedy (traditional Version ) |
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From English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians, Sharp. Collected from Mary Wilson and Mrs. Townley, Kentucky, 1917 Once there was a little...
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| 156. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Mr. Clarinet |
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I have a friend in you, oh Mr Clarinet You make me laugh, and then cry like the song of the clarinet. Marry me, marry me alive O I put on my coat...
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| 157. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - O'malley's Bar |
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I am tall and I am thin Of an enviable hight And I've been known to be quite handsome In a certain angle and in certain light Well I entered into...
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| 158. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - What Can I Give You? |
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All my life I failed to see One good thing standing in front of me And the planets gravitate around you And the stars, the stars surround you ...
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| 159. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Jack's Shadow |
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They dragged Jack and his shadow From the hole And the bulb that burned above him Did shine both day and night And his shadow learned to love his...
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| 160. Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - The Moon Is In The Gutter |
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The moon is in the gutter And the stars wash down the sink I am the king of the blues I scape the clay off my shoes And wade down the gutter...
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