Nick Cave
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Nick Cave (born 22 September 1957) is an Australian musician, songwriter, poet, author and actor.
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- I don't believe in an interventionist God/But I know darling, that you do//But if I did, I would kneel down and ask him/Not to intervene, when it came to you
- Into My Arms
- Like the moth that tries to enter the bright eye/so I go shuffling out of life/just to hide in death a while
- The Mercy Seat
- In Heaven His throne is made of gold/where the Ark of his testament is stowed/a throne from which I'm told all history does unfold/down here it's made of wood and wire/and my body is on fire
- The Mercy Seat
- I hear stories from the chamber/how Christ was born into a manger/and like some ragged stranger died upon the Cross/and might I say, it seems so fitting in its way/He was a carpenter by trade/or at least that's what I'm told
- The Mercy Seat
- Father why are all the children weeping?/Oh they are merely crying, son/Oh are they merely crying, father?/Yes true weepin' is yet to come
- The Weeping Song
- You caress yourself/and grind my soft cold bones below/your map of desire/burned in your flesh/where even a fool can come/a strange lit stair/and find a rope hanging there/stranger than kindness
- Stranger Than Kindness
- The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want/He leadeth me like a lamb to the lips/of the valley of the shadow of death/I am His rod and His staff/I am His sceptre and shaft/and she is heaven and hell/at whose gates I ain't been delivered/but I'm'a give those gates a shove/oh, hard on for love
- Hard on for Love'
- Death favours those that favour death
- A Box for Black Paul
- Dream on 'til you can dream no more/for all our great plans, babe/will be dreams forevermore
- Foi Na Cruz
- I'm a bad motherfucker don't you know/and I'll crawl over fifty good pussies just to get to one fat boy's asshole
- Stagger Lee, as Stagger Lee
- Far worse be Love's lover than the lover Love has scorned
- I Let Love In
- O the same God that abandoned her/has in turn abandoned me/and softenin' the turf with my tears/I dug a well of misery
- Well of Misery
- Displeasing people keeps you awake with a good healthy fuck-you attitude
- Interview, Mojo Dec 04
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- All of the great works of art, it seems to me, are the ones that have a total disregard for anything else; just a total egotistical self-indulgence.
- I want to write songs that are so sad, the kind of sad where you take someone's little finger and break it in three places.
- God has matured. He is not the impulsive, bowelless being of the Testaments - the vehement glorymonger, with His bag of cheap carny tricks and his booming voice - the fiery huckster with his burning bushes and his wonder wands. Nowadays God knows what He wants and He knows who He wants.
- the character Euchrid Eucrow in Cave's novel And the Ass Saw the Angel
- And these crows - they still wing, still wheel, only closer now - closer to me. These sly cobies are birds of death. They've shadowed me all mah life.
- the character Euchrid Eucrow in Cave's novel And the Ass Saw the Angel
