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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Oh My Lord (Official Audio)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Jackie Shave
Jackie Shave
Violon
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Chant
Martyn P. Casey
Martyn P. Casey
Basse
Mick Harvey
Mick Harvey
Guitare
Anna McGarrigle
Anna McGarrigle
Chœurs
Lionel Handy
Lionel Handy
Violoncelle
Leon Bosch
Leon Bosch
Basse
Blixa Bargeld
Blixa Bargeld
Guitare
Simon Fischer
Simon Fischer
Violon
Rebecca Hirsch
Rebecca Hirsch
Violon
Conway Savage
Conway Savage
Chœurs
Gavyn Wright
Gavyn Wright
Violon
Gustav Clarkson
Gustav Clarkson
Alto
Paul Morgan
Paul Morgan
Basse
Naomi Wright
Naomi Wright
Violoncelle
Patrick Kiernan
Patrick Kiernan
Violon
Bruce White
Bruce White
Alto
Warren Ellis
Warren Ellis
Violon
Kate McGarrirgle
Kate McGarrirgle
Chœurs
Frank Schaefer
Frank Schaefer
Violoncelle
Thomas Wydler
Thomas Wydler
Batterie
Jim Sclavunos
Jim Sclavunos
Percussion
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Nick Cave
Nick Cave
Paroles/Composition
Mick Harvey
Mick Harvey
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
Warren Ellis
Warren Ellis
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mick Geyer
Mick Geyer
Production
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Production
Simon Heyworth
Simon Heyworth
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Mirek Stiles
Mirek Stiles
Ingénierie de prise de son
Kevin Paul
Kevin Paul
Ingénierie de prise de son
Tony Cohen
Tony Cohen
Production
Mark Bishop
Mark Bishop
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

I thought I'd take a walk today It's a mistake I sometimes make My children lay asleep in bed My wife lay wide-awake I kissed her softly on the brow I tried not to make a sound But with stony eyes she looked at me And gently squeezed my hand Call it a premonition, call it a crazy vision Call it intuition, something learned from mother But when she looked up at me, I could clearly see The Sword of Damocles hanging directly above her Oh Lord Oh my Lord Oh Lord How have I offended thee? Wrap your tender arms around me Oh Lord Oh Lord Oh My Lord They called at me through the fence They were not making any sense They claimed that I had lost the plot Kept saying that I was not The man I used to be They held their babes aloft Threw marsh mellows at the Security And said that I'd grown soft Call it intuition, call it a creeping suspicion, But their words of derision meant they hardly knew me For even I could see in the way they stared at me The Spear of Destiny sticking right through me Oh Lord Oh my lord Oh Lord How have I offended thee? Wrap your tender arms round me Oh Lord Oh lord Oh My Lord Now I'm at the hairdressers People watch me as they move past A guy wearing plastic antlers Presses his bum against the glass Now I'm down on my hands and knees And it's so fucking hot! Someone cries, "What are you looking for?" I scream, "The plot, the plot!" I grab my telephone, I call my wife at home She screams, "Leave us alone!" I say, "Hey, it's only me" The hairdresser with his scissors, he holds up the mirror I look back and shiver; I can't even believe what I can see Be mindful of the prayers you send Pray hard but pray with care For the tears that you are crying now Are just your answered prayers The ladders of life that we scale merrily Move mysteriously around So that when you think you're climbing up, man In fact you're climbing down Into the hollows of glamour, where with spikes and hammer With telescopic camera, they chose to turn the screw Oh I hate them, Ma! Oh I hate them, Pa! Oh I hate them all for what they went and done to you Oh Lord Oh my Lord Oh Lord How have I offended thee? Wrap your tender arms round me Oh Lord Oh Lord Oh My Lord
Writer(s): Nicholas Edward Cave Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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