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Nick Cave
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Your Funeral, My Trial
Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds
One thousand Marys lured me Into gullies damp with clover Bird with crooked wing cast It's wicked shadow over A bauble moon did mock And trinket stars did smile Your funeral, my trial
Here I am, little lamb... Let all the bells in whoredom ring All the crooked bitches that she was (Mongers of pain) Saw the moon Become a fang Your funeral, my trial
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