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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Shoot me down

On those sentimental nights you hold me on your sights And shoot me down And though there ain’t no enemy here you keep me very near  and shoot me down shoot me down

Your hands, they flutter up armed and da…

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This Mortal Coil, “We Never Danced”

(Neil Young cover)

this mortal coil . song to the siren

On the floating, shapeless oceans
I did all my best to smile
til your singing eyes and fingers
drew me loving into your eyes.

And you sang “Sail to me, sail to me;
Let me enfold you.”

Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you.
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you here when I was full sail?

Now my foolish boat is leaning, broken love lost on your rocks.
For you sang, “Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow.”
Oh my heart, oh my heart shies from the sorrow.
I’m as puzzled as a newborn child.
I’m as riddled as the tide.
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Or shall I lie with death my bride?

Hear me sing: “Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you.”
“Here I am. Here I am, waiting to hold you.”

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“Goose Walkin’ Over My Grave” by Munly and the Lee Lewis Harlots

She said, “Punch me in the stomach.”
I said, “Girl, I do not know.
“If I punch you in the stomach,
then our child inside will not grow.”
She said, “If you truly love me,
you’ll do this thing for me.”
So I punched her in the stomach,
And she fell down to both of her knees.

Lay-low, lay-low, lay-low low,
There’s a goose walking over my grave.
Lay-low, lay-low, lay-low low,
There’s a goose walking over my grave.

And we went on down the mountain,
we paid up for the county fair.
All the men — they spied her flat gut,
and the women sent birds up to air.
Then we found ourselves a half-breed,
to tell us our fortune today.
And he painted my hands a deep dark red,
said, “Now, boy, you know that you gotta pay.”

Well she spat, she swore and she ground all her teeth,
then she swelled up all her veins.
She said, “Mister, for claimin’ all that you know,
don’t you know my brother’s bird-brained?”
“Hey, whoa, back up girl, didn’t you hear the half-breed,
sayin’ somethin’ ‘bout… well, I don’t know.”
Yeah, she pulled me away by my goose-fleshed flesh,
she’s too late; I caught up too slow.

We went back up the mountain;
we sat down upon our front porch.
And come yonder carryin’ a bucket
was our child doin’ his chores.
So we drunk down a bucket of choke-cherry wine,
and she dunked her thumbs inside.
With her thumbs dyed red she grabbed my head,
and she gouged out both of my eyes.

Lay-low, lay-low, lay-low low,
There’s a goose walking over my grave.
Lay-low, lay-low, lay-low low,
There’s a goose walking over my grave.

So I drug her down the mountain,
turned her over to the town youths.
As she lay there squibblin’ and squallin’
I said, “Girl, well now you’re my goose.”
Then she crawled up to me
on her bloody red knees
and said, “Why did you do this to me?”
I said, “Sister, let me tell you what you do not know,
I was blind but now I can see.”

“I was blind but now I see.”

“Amen Corner”, Munly And The Lee Lewis Harlots.

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