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Paroles de la chanson Your Funeral... My Trial par Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
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
One thousand Marys lured me
Into gullies damp with clover
Bird with crooked wing cast
Its wicked shadow over
A bauble moon did mock
And trinket stars did smile
Your funeral, my trial
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
One thousand Marys lured me
Into gullies damp with clover
Bird with crooked wing cast
Its 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
Your funeral, my trial
Your funeral, my trial
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
Your funeral, my trial
Your funeral, my trial
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