Letras:
Nick Cave The Bad Seeds Live Seeds

an eye A tooth for a tooth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die. Interpret signs and catalogue A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog. The walls are bad

down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road It's the rainy season where I'm living Death comes leaping

-down teeth and a hobnail boot And his fists full of pistols in his pockets Aiming at me and aiming at his wife The band fall silent fearing for their lives

: Brother, my cup is empty And I haven't got a penny For to buy no more whiskey I have to go home I am the captain of my pain Tis the bit, the bridle

: Go son, go down to the water And see the women weeping there Then go up into the mountains The men, they are weeping too Father, why are all the women

: One more man gone One more man gone One more man is gone The good son walks into the field He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands But down in his

: Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, baby Every time you come around Come loose your dogs upon me And

on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road It's the rainy season where I'm living Death comes leaping

Brother, my cup is empty And I haven't got a penny For to buy no more whiskey I have to go home I am the captain of my pain Tis the bit, the bridle,