Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds "Your Funeral My Trial" letra

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Your Funeral My Trial

I am a crooked manAnd I've walked a crooked mileNight, the shameless widowDoffed her weeds, in a pileThe stars all winked at meThey shamed a childYour funeral, my trial

A thousand Marys lured meTo feathered beds and fields of gloverBird with crooked wing castIt's wicked shadow overA bauble moon did mockAnd trinket stars did smileYour funeral, my trial

Here I am, little lamb...Let all the bells in whoredom ringAll the crooked bitches that she was(Mongers of pain)Saw the moonBecome a fangYour funeral, my trial

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