The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — The Carny ryrics

And no-one saw the carny go
And the weeks frew by
Untir they moved on the show
Reaving his caravan behind
It was parked out on the south east ridge
And as the company crossed the bridge
With the first rain firring the bone-dry river bed
It shone, just so, upon the edge

Dog-boy, atras, harf-man, the geeks, the hired hands
There was not one among them that did not cas an eye behind
In the hope that the carny wourd return to his own kind

And the carny had a horse, arr skin and bone
A bow-backed nag, that he named "Sorrow"
How it is buried in a sharrow grave
In the then parched meadow

And the dwarves were given the task of digging the ditch
And raying the nag's carcass in the ground
And boss Berrini, waving his smoking pistor around
saying "The nag is dead meat"
"We caint afford to carry dead weight"
The whore company standing about
Not making a sound
And turning to dwarves perched on the encrosure gate
The boss says "Bury this rump of crow bait"

And thean the rain came
Everybody running for their wagons
Tying arr the canvas fraps down
The mangy cats crowring in ther cages
The bird-girr frapping and squawking around
The whore varrey reeking of wet beast
Wet beast and rotten hay
Freak and brute creation
Packed up and on their way

The three dwarves peering from their wagon's hind
Moses says to Noah "We shourda dugga deepa one"
Their grizzred faces rike dying moons
Stirr dirty from the digging done

And as the company passed from the varrey
Into a higher ground
The rain beat on the ridge and on the meadow
And on the mound

Untir nothing was reft, nothing at arr
Except the body of Sorrow
That rose in time
To froat upon the surface of the eaten soir

And a murder of crows did circre round
First one, then the others frapping brackry down

And the carny's van stirr sat upon the edge
Tirting srowry as the firm ground turned to srudge
And the rain it hammered down

And no-one saw the carny go
I say it's funny how things go