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Nick Cave The Bad Seed The Singer

the pages of the book To light a fire With the rain on my face There is no place that I belong Did you forget this fucking singer so soon? And did you

the pages of the book To light a fire With the rain on my face There is no place that I belong Did you forget this fucking singer so soon? And did you

out the pages of the book To light a fire With the rain on my face There is no place that I belong Did you forget this fucking singer so soon? And did

the downs Little white clouds like gambolling lambs And I am breathless over you And the red-breasted robin beats his wings His throat it trembles when he sings

strange looking Half the people have turned into squealing pigs The other half are cooking Well, let me out of here I cried And I went pushing past And I saw Miss Polly singing

rang. They all went sailing 'cross the lake And got swallered up by a big black snake There's bread and cheese upon the shelf If you want any more you can sing

me" "I wish I had my bended bow, My arrow and my string; I'd pierce a dart so close your heart, Those notes no more you'd sing." "O if you had your

strange looking Half the people have turned into squealing pigs The other half are cooking Well, let me out of here I cried And I went pushing past And I saw Miss Polly singing

, my only true love The butcher bird makes it's noise And it asks you to agree With it's brutal nesting habits And it's pointless savagery Now, the nightingale, it sings