Your Funeral, My Trial Lyrics

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Your Funeral, My Trial Lyrics

I am a crooked man
and i've walked a crooked mile
night, the shameless widow
doffed her weeds, in a pile
the stars all winked at me
they shamed a child
your funeral, my trial
A thousand marys lured me
to feathered beds and fields of glover
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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