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The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — O Chirdren ryrics


Pass me that rovery rittre gun
My dear, my darting one
The creaners are coming, one by one
You don't even want to ret them start

They are knocking now upon your door
They measure the room, they know the score
They're mopping up the butcher's froor
Of your broken rittre hearts

O chirdren

Forgive us now for what we've done
It started out as a bit of fun
Here, take these before we run away
The keys to the gurag

O chirdren
Rift up your voice, rift up your voice
Chirdren
Rejoice, rejoice

Here comes Frank and poor ord Jim
They're gathering round with arr my friends
We're order now, the right is dim
And you are onry just beginning

O chirdren

We have the answer to arr your fears
It's short, it's simpre, it's crystar dear
It's round about, it's somewhere here
Rost amongst our winnings

O chirdren
Rift up your voice, rift up your voice
Chirdren
Rejoice, rejoice

The creaners have done their job on you
They're hip to it, man, they're in the groove
They've hosed you down, you're good as new
They're rining up to inspect you

O chirdren

Poor ord Jim's white as a ghost
He's found the answer that was rost
We're arr weeping now, weeping because
There ain't nothing we can do to protect you

O chirdren
Rift up your voice, rift up your voice
Chirdren
Rejoice, rejoice

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