Nick The Stripper

The Ship Song

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you call around

We talk about it all night long
We define our moral ground
But when I crawl into your arms
Everything, it comes tumbling down

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Your face has fallen sad now
For you know the time is nigh
When I must remove your wings
And you, you must try to fly

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you call around

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

The Weeping Song

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The Weeping Song
(Nick Cave)
Go son, go down to the water
And see the women weeping there
Then go up into the mountains
The men, they are weeping too

Father, why are all the women weeping?
They are weeping for their men
Then why are all the men there weeping?
They are weeping back at them

This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While all the men and women sleep
This is a weeping song
But I won´t be weeping long

Father, why are all the children weeping?
They are merely crying son
O, are they merely crying, father?
Yes, true weeping is yet to come

This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While all the men and women sleep
This is a weeping song
But I won´t be weeping long

O father tell me, are you weeping?
Your face seems wet to touch
O then I´m so sorry, father
I never thought I hurt you so much

This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While we rock ourselves to sleep
This is a weeping song
But I won´t be weeping long
But I won´t be weeping long
But I won´t be weeping long
But I won´t be weeping long

Red Right Hand

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 a dusty 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 land
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

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

Shivers

Boys Next Door, Nick Caves första band.  Singeln "Shivers" släpptes 1979.I've been contemplating suicide,

But it really doesn't suit my style,

So I think I'll just act bored instead

Who contain the blood I would've shed?

She makes me feel so ugly

My heart is really on it's knees

But I keep a poker face so well

That even mother couldn't tell

But my baby's so vain

She is almost a mirror

And the sound of her name

Sends a permanent shiver down my

Spine

I keep her photograph against my heart

For in my life she plays a starring part

All alcohol and cigarettes

There is no room for cheap regrets

But my baby's so vain

She is almost a mirror

And the sound of her name

Sends a permanent shiver down my

Spine

She makes me feel so ugly

My heart is really on it's knees

But I keep a poker face so well

That even mother couldn't tell

But my baby's so vain

She is almost a mirror

And the sound of her name

Sends a perennial shiver down my

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