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

Lyrics

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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