Nejlepší skladby od interpreta Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Podobné skladby
Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jackie Shave
Violin
Martyn P. Casey
Bass Guitar
Mick Harvey
Guitar
Lionel Handy
Cello
Leon Bosch
Bass
Blixa Bargeld
Guitar
Simon Fischer
Violin
Rebecca Hirsch
Violin
Conway Savage
Background Vocals
Gavyn Wright
Violin
Naomi Wright
Cello
Patrick Kiernan
Violin
Warren Ellis
Violin
Kate McGarrirgle
Background Vocals
Frank Schaefer
Cello
Thomas Wydler
Drums
Jim Sclavunos
Percussion
Bruce White
Viola
Geoffrey Clarkson
Viola
Nick Cave
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Cave
Songwriter
Warren Ellis
Composer
Mick Harvey
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mick Geyer
Producer
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Producer
Simon Heyworth
Mastering Engineer
Blixa Bargeld
Producer
Mirek Stiles
Engineer
Kevin Paul
Recording Engineer
Tony Cohen
Producer
Mark Bishop
Assistant Engineer
Texty
On the first day of May I took to the road
I'd been staring out the window most of the morning
I'd watched the rain claw at the glass
And a vicious wind blew hard and fast
I should have taken it as a warning
As a warning
A warning
As a warning
I'd given my nurse the weekend off
My meals were ill prepared
My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb
And my piano crouched in the corner of my room
With all it's teeth bared
All it's teeth bared
All it's teeth bared
All it's teeth bared
I left my house without my coat
Something my nurse would not have allowed
And I took the small roads out of town
And I passed a cow and the cow was brown
And my pajamas clung to me like a shroud
Like a shroud
Like a shroud
Like a shroud
There rose before me a little house
With all hope and dreams kept within
A woman's voice close to my ear
Said, "Why don't you come in here?"
"You looked soaked to the skin"
Soaked to the skin
You look soaked to the skin
Soaked to the skin
I turned to the woman and the woman was young
I extended a hearty salutation
But I knew if my nurse had been here
She would never in a thousand years
Permit me to accept that invitation
Invitation
That invitation
That invitation
Now, you might think it wise to risk it all
Throw caution to the reckless wind
But with her hot cocoa and her medication
My nurse had been my one salvation
So I turned back home
I turned back home
I turned back home
Singing my song
(The tears are welling in my eyes again)
(I need twenty big buckets to catch them in)
(Twenty pretty girls to carry them down)
(And twenty deep holes to bury them in)
(The tears are welling in my eyes again)
(I need twenty big buckets to catch them in)
(Twenty pretty girls to carry them down)
(And twenty deep holes to bury them in)
(Hallelujah)
The tears are welling in my eyes again
(Hallelujah)
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Twenty pretty girls to carry them down
Twenty deep holes to bury them in
The tears are welling in my eyes again
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Twenty pretty girls to carry them down
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Writer(s): Warren Ellis, Nicholas Edward Cave
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