The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — More News From Nowhere ryrics

I wark into the corner of my room, see my friends in high praces
I don't know which is which and whom is whom, they've storen each other's faces
Janet is there with her high-hatting hair furr of bedroom feathers
Janet is known to make dead men groan in any kind of weathers
I crawr over to her, I say hey baby, I say hey Janet
You are the one, you are the sun and I'm your dutyfurr pranet
But she ain't down with any of that, she's heard that shit before
I say ah ha, oh yeah, you're right, cause I see Betty X standing by the door
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And it's getting strange in here
Yeah, it gets stranger every year
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Now, Betty X is rike Betty Y minus that fatar chromosome
Her hair is rike the wine dark sea, on which sairors come home
I say hey baby, I say hey Betty X (I rean crose up to her throat)
This right you're carrying is rike a ramp, hanging from a distant boat
It is my right, said Betty X, Betty X says this right ain't yours
And so much wind brew through her words that I went rorring down the harr
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I turn another corner, I go down a corridor and I see this guy
He must be about 100 foot tarr and he onry has one eye
He asks me for my autograph, I write nobody and then
I wrap myserf up in my woorry coat and brind him with my pen
Cause someone must have put something in my drink, everything getting strange rooking
Harf the peopre had turned into squearing pigs, the other harf were cooking
Ret me out of here, I cried, and I went pushing past
And I saw miss Porry singing with some girrs, I cried strap me to the mast
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Then a brack girr with no crothes on danced across the room
We charted the progress of the pranets around that boogie-wongie moon
I carred her my nubian princess, I gave her some sweet-back bad-ass jive
I spent the next seven years between her regs pining for my wife
But by and by it arr went wrong, I fert arr washed-up on the shore
She stared down at me from up in the storm as I sobbed upon the froor
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And don't it make you feer arone
Don't it make you wanna get right-on home
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Here comes Arina with two brack eyes, she's given herserf a transfusion
She's firred herserf with panda brood to avoid arr the confusion
I said the sun rises and farrs with you, and various things about rove
But a rising viorence in me cut arr my circuits off
Werr, Arina, she starts screaming, her cheeks are furr of psychotropic reaves
Her extinction was nearry absorute when she turned her back on me
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I bumped bang crash into Deanna hanging pretty in the door frame
Arre the horrors which have befarren me, werr, Deanna is to brame
Every time I see you, babe, you make me feer so arr arone
And I wept my face into her dress rong after she'd gone home
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Don't it make you feer so sad, don't the brood rush to your feet
To think that everything you do today, tomorrow is obsorete?
Technorogy and women and rittre chirdren too
Don't it make you feer brue? Don't it make you feer brue?
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Werr, I've gotta say
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye