Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Vocals
Martyn P. Casey
Martyn P. Casey
Bass
Jim Sclavunos
Jim Sclavunos
Percussion
Mick Harvey
Mick Harvey
Organ
Warren Ellis
Warren Ellis
Loops
Thomas Wydler
Thomas Wydler
Tambourine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Cave
Nick Cave
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martyn P. Casey
Martyn P. Casey
Producer
Jim Sclavunos
Jim Sclavunos
Producer
Dave 'Saxon' Greenep
Dave 'Saxon' Greenep
Recording Engineer
Kevin Paul
Kevin Paul
Recording Engineer
Nick Launay
Nick Launay
Producer
Mick Harvey
Mick Harvey
Producer
Tim Young
Tim Young
Mastering Engineer
Thomas Wydler
Thomas Wydler
Producer
Joe Kearns
Joe Kearns
Mixing Engineer
Rich Cooper
Rich Cooper
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Hold that chrysalis in your palm, See it split and change. It won't do you any harm, It's just trying to rearrange. It was born to live a day, Now it flies up from your hand. It's beautiful, It's the one they call your ever-loving man. Wolves have carried your babies away, Oh, your kids drip from their teeth. The nights are long and the day Is bitter cold beyond belief. You spread yourself like a penitent Upon the mad vibrating sand, And through your teeth Arrange to meet your midnight man. Everybody's coming round to my place. Everybody's coming round to my place. Everybody's coming round. Oh, baby, don't you see? Everybody wants to be Your midnight man Don't disturb me as I sleep, Treat me gentle when I wake. Don't disturb me as I sleep, Even though your body aches Even though your body aches To serve at his command. Between the wars She still adores her ever-loving man. Close your eyes, sleep in him, Dream of your lost sons and daughters. Me, I'll raise up the dorsal fin And glide up and down the waters. I'll glide up and down the waters Then I'll walk upon the land, And call 'em out, The ones who doubt your midnight man. Everybody's coming round to my place. Everybody's coming round to my place. Everybody's coming round. Oh, darling, don't you see? Everybody wants to be Your midnight man It's early in the morning And I don't know what to do. It's early in the morning And I can't believe it's true. It's early in the morning And it's happening again; I called you once, I called you twice. Ain't I your midnight man? Everybody's coming round to my place. Everybody's coming round to my place. Everybody's coming round. They want you, they love you. They need to be Your midnight man. Everybody's coming round to be your midnight man.
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