Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds – There She Goes my Beautiful World

Download clean vinyl LP cd free mp3 audio song by Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds and this music is titled “There She Goes my Beautiful World”.

Actually this amazing tune is popped out of an album which is titled ‘Abattoir Blues/The Lyre of Orpheus’ and it was released in the year 2004.

 

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The wintergreen, the juniper

The cornflower and the chicory

All the words you said to me

Still vibrating in the air

The elm, the ash and the linden tree

The dark and deep, enchanted sea

The trembling moon and the stars unfurled

There she goes, my beautiful world

 

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes again

 

John Wilmot penned his poetry

Riddled with the pox

Nabokov wrote on index cards

At a lectern, in his socks

St. John of the Cross did his best stuff

Imprisoned in a box

And Johnny Thunders was half alive

When he wrote Chinese Rocks

 

Well, me, I’m lying here, with nothing in my ears

Me, I’m lying here, with nothing in my ears

Me, I’m lying here, for what seems years

I’m just lying on my bed with nothing in my head

 

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

 

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes again

 

Karl Marx squeezed his carbuncles

While writing Das Kapital

And Gauguin, he buggered off, man

And went all tropical

While Philip Larkin stuck it out

In a library in Hull

And Dylan Thomas died drunk in

St. Vincent’s hospital

 

I will kneel at your feet

I will lie at your door

I will rock you to sleep

I will roll on the floor

And I’ll ask for nothing

Nothing in this life

I’ll ask for nothing

Give me everlasting life

 

I just want to move the world

I just want to move the world

I just want to move the world

I just want to move

 

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes again

 

So if you got a trumpet, get on your feet

Brother, and blow it

If you’ve got a field, that don’t yield

Well get up and hoe it

I look at you and you look at me and

Deep in our hearts know it

That you weren’t much of a muse

But then I weren’t much of a poet

 

I will be your slave, I will peel you grapes

Up on your pedestal with your ivory and apes

With your book of ideas with your alchemy

O come on send that stuff on down to me

 

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send it all around the world

Cause here she comes, my beautiful girl

 

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes again

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