Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds The Moon Is In The Gutter текст песни, слова песни The Moon Is In The Gutter Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds
Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - The Moon Is In The Gutter
And the stars wash down the sink
I am the king of the blues
I scape the clay off my shoes
And wade down the gutter and the moon
The moon blinds my eye with opal cataracts
As I cut through the saw-mills and the stacks,
Leaping over the gully where I would one day take Lucy
Then wash up my hands in the gutter and the moon.
Such a long way from home, just me and
The moon is in the gutter
All my plans are flushed down the drain
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