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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jackie Shave
Violin
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Vocals
Martyn P. Casey
Bass
Mick Harvey
Guitar
Anna McGarrigle
Background Vocals
Lionel Handy
Cello
Leon Bosch
Bass
Blixa Bargeld
Guitar
Simon Fischer
Violin
Rebecca Hirsch
Violin
Conway Savage
Vocals
Gavyn Wright
Violin
Gustav Clarkson
Viola
Paul Morgan
Bass
Naomi Wright
Cello
Patrick Kiernan
Violin
Bruce White
Viola
Warren Ellis
Violin
Kate McGarrirgle
Background Vocals
Frank Schaefer
Cello
Thomas Wydler
Drums
Jim Sclavunos
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Cave
Songwriter
Mick Harvey
String Arranger
Warren Ellis
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mick Geyer
Producer
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Producer
Martyn P. Casey
Producer
Mick Harvey
Producer
Simon Heyworth
Mastering Engineer
Blixa Bargeld
Producer
Conway Savage
Producer
Mirek Stiles
Recording Engineer
Kevin Paul
Recording Engineer
Warren Ellis
Producer
Thomas Wydler
Producer
Tony Cohen
Producer
Jim Sclavunos
Producer
Mark Bishop
Recording Engineer
गाने
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
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