O'Malley's Bar Reprise 歌词
| 歌曲 | O'Malley's Bar Reprise |
| 歌手 | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
| 专辑 | B-Sides & Rarities |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| I am tall and I am thin | |
| Of an enviable height | |
| And I’ve been known to be quite handsome | |
| In a certain angle and a certain light | |
| Well I entered into O’Malley’s | |
| I said, “ | |
| O’Malley I have a thirst | |
| ” | |
| O’Malley merely smiled at me | |
| Said “ | |
| You wouldn't be the first | |
| ” | |
| I knocked on the bar and pointed | |
| To a bottle on the shelf | |
| And as O’Malley poured me out a drink | |
| I sniffed and crossed myself | |
| My hand decided that the time was nigh | |
| And for a moment it slipped from view | |
| When it returned, it fairly burned | |
| With confidence anew | |
| Well the thunder from my steely fist | |
| Made all the glasses jangle | |
| When I shot him, I was so handsome | |
| It was the light, it was the angle | |
| Huh! Hmm... | |
| “ | |
| Neighbours! | |
| ” I cried, “ | |
| Friends! | |
| ” I screamed | |
| I banged my fists upon the bar | |
| “ | |
| I bear no grudge against you! | |
| ” | |
| And my dick felt long and hard | |
| “ | |
| I am the man for which no God waits | |
| But for which the whole world yearns | |
| And I’m marked by darkness and by blood | |
| And by a thousand powder-burns | |
| ” | |
| Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips | |
| That clean the ocean floor | |
| When I looked at poor old O’Malley’s wife | |
| Well that’s exactly what I saw | |
| I jammed the barrel under her chin | |
| And her face looked raw and vicious | |
| Her head it landed in the sink | |
| With all the dirty dishes | |
| And her little daughter Siobhan | |
| Pulled beers from dusk till down | |
| And amongst the town folk she was a bit of a joke | |
| But she pulled the best beer in town | |
| Well I swooped magnificent upon her | |
| As she sat shivering in her grief | |
| Like the Madonna painted on the church-house wall | |
| In whale’s blood and banana leaf | |
| Her throat crumbled in my hands | |
| And I spun heroically around | |
| To see Caffrey rising from his seat | |
| I shot that mother fucker down | |
| Mmm... Yeah, yeah, yeah... | |
| “ | |
| I have no free will | |
| ”, I sang | |
| And I flew about the murder | |
| Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed — | |
| You really should have heard her | |
| Well, I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept, | |
| I panted like a pup | |
| I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes | |
| And her husband stupidly stood up | |
| As he screamed, “ | |
| You are an evil man! | |
| ” | |
| And I paused a while to wonder | |
| “ | |
| If I have no free will then how can I | |
| Be morally culpable? | |
| ” I wonder | |
| I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach | |
| Gingerly he sat down | |
| And he whispered weirdly, “ | |
| No offence | |
| ” | |
| And then lay upon the ground | |
| “ | |
| None taken | |
| ”, I replied to him | |
| To which he gave a little cough | |
| And with blazing wings I neatly aimed | |
| Blew his head completely off | |
| I’ve lived in this town for thirty years | |
| To no-one I am a stranger | |
| And I put new bullets in my gun | |
| Chamber upon chamber | |
| And I turned my gun on the bird-like Mr. Brooks | |
| I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows | |
| And as I shot down the youthful Richardson | |
| It was Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows | |
| Hmm mmm yeah | |
| Yeah! Listen, listen... | |
| I said, “ | |
| I want to introduce myself | |
| And I am glad that all you came | |
| ” | |
| And I leapt upon the bar | |
| And I shouted down my name | |
| Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool | |
| Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed | |
| And with an ashtray big as a fucking really big brick | |
| I split his skull in half | |
| His blood spilled across the bar | |
| Like a steaming scarlet brook | |
| And then I knelt there at its edge on the counter | |
| Wiped the tears away and looked | |
| Well, the light in there it was blinding | |
| Full of God and ghosts and truth | |
| And I smiled at Henry Davenport | |
| Who made no attempt to move | |
| Well, from the position I was standing | |
| The strangest thing I ever saw | |
| The bullet entered through the top of his chest | |
| And blew his bowels out on the floor | |
| And I floated down the counter, | |
| Showing no remorse | |
| I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter | |
| — recently divorced | |
| But remorse I felt, remorse I had | |
| It clung to every thing | |
| From the raven hair upon my head | |
| To the feathers on my wings | |
| Then I squeezed my hand in its fraudulent claw | |
| With its golden hairless chest | |
| And I glided through the bodies | |
| And killed the fat man, Vincent West | |
| Who sat quietly in his chair | |
| A man become a child | |
| And I raised the gun up to his head | |
| Executioner-style | |
| He made no attempt to resist | |
| So fat and dull and lazy | |
| “ | |
| Did you know that I live in your street? | |
| ” I said | |
| And he looked at me like I was crazy | |
| “ | |
| Oh | |
| ”, he said, “ | |
| I had no idea | |
| ” | |
| And he grew as quiet as a mouse | |
| Well the roar of the pistol when it went off | |
| Near blew the hat right off the house | |
| Hmm uh hmm uh hmm uh | |
| Yeah, peah | |
| Hmm mmm ha ah... | |
| Well, I caught my eye in the mirror | |
| And gave it a long and loving inspection | |
| “ | |
| There stands some kind of man | |
| ”, I roared | |
| And then did in the reflection | |
| My hair combed back like a raven’s wing | |
| My muscles hard and tight | |
| And curling from the business end of my gun | |
| Was a query-mark of cordite | |
| Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right, | |
| I spun to the left again | |
| “ | |
| Fear me! Fear me! Fear me! | |
| ” | |
| But no one did cause they were dead | |
| Huh! Hmm | |
| Oh oh yeah! Hmm! | |
| Mmm hmmm mmm hmmm yeah | |
| And then there were the police sirens wailing and | |
| And then a bull-horn squelched and blared | |
| “ | |
| Drop your weapons and come out | |
| With your hands held in the air | |
| ” | |
| Well, I checked the chamber of my gun | |
| Saw I had one final bullet left | |
| My hand, it looked almost human | |
| As I raised it bravely to my head | |
| “ | |
| Drop your weapon and come on out! | |
| Keep your hands above your head! | |
| ” | |
| I had one one long hard think about dying | |
| And did exactly what they said | |
| There must have been fifty cops out there | |
| In a circle round O’Malley’s bar | |
| “ | |
| Don’t shoot | |
| ”, I cried, “ | |
| I’m a man unarmed! | |
| ” | |
| So they put me in their car | |
| And they sped me away from that terrible scene | |
| And I glanced out of the window | |
| Saw O’Malley’s bar, saw the cops and the cars | |
| And I started counting on my fingers | |
| Aaaaah one aaaaaah two aaaaaaah three aaaaaah | |
| Mmmmmmm O’Malley’s bar | |
| Mmmmmmm O’Malley’s bar | |
| Mmmmmmm O’Malley’s bar... |
| I am tall and I am thin | |
| Of an enviable height | |
| And I' ve been known to be quite handsome | |
| In a certain angle and a certain light | |
| Well I entered into O' Malley' s | |
| I said, " | |
| O' Malley I have a thirst | |
| " | |
| O' Malley merely smiled at me | |
| Said " | |
| You wouldn' t be the first | |
| " | |
| I knocked on the bar and pointed | |
| To a bottle on the shelf | |
| And as O' Malley poured me out a drink | |
| I sniffed and crossed myself | |
| My hand decided that the time was nigh | |
| And for a moment it slipped from view | |
| When it returned, it fairly burned | |
| With confidence anew | |
| Well the thunder from my steely fist | |
| Made all the glasses jangle | |
| When I shot him, I was so handsome | |
| It was the light, it was the angle | |
| Huh! Hmm... | |
| " | |
| Neighbours! | |
| " I cried, " | |
| Friends! | |
| " I screamed | |
| I banged my fists upon the bar | |
| " | |
| I bear no grudge against you! | |
| " | |
| And my dick felt long and hard | |
| " | |
| I am the man for which no God waits | |
| But for which the whole world yearns | |
| And I' m marked by darkness and by blood | |
| And by a thousand powderburns | |
| " | |
| Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips | |
| That clean the ocean floor | |
| When I looked at poor old O' Malley' s wife | |
| Well that' s exactly what I saw | |
| I jammed the barrel under her chin | |
| And her face looked raw and vicious | |
| Her head it landed in the sink | |
| With all the dirty dishes | |
| And her little daughter Siobhan | |
| Pulled beers from dusk till down | |
| And amongst the town folk she was a bit of a joke | |
| But she pulled the best beer in town | |
| Well I swooped magnificent upon her | |
| As she sat shivering in her grief | |
| Like the Madonna painted on the churchhouse wall | |
| In whale' s blood and banana leaf | |
| Her throat crumbled in my hands | |
| And I spun heroically around | |
| To see Caffrey rising from his seat | |
| I shot that mother fucker down | |
| Mmm... Yeah, yeah, yeah... | |
| " | |
| I have no free will | |
| ", I sang | |
| And I flew about the murder | |
| Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed | |
| You really should have heard her | |
| Well, I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept, | |
| I panted like a pup | |
| I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes | |
| And her husband stupidly stood up | |
| As he screamed, " | |
| You are an evil man! | |
| " | |
| And I paused a while to wonder | |
| " | |
| If I have no free will then how can I | |
| Be morally culpable? | |
| " I wonder | |
| I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach | |
| Gingerly he sat down | |
| And he whispered weirdly, " | |
| No offence | |
| " | |
| And then lay upon the ground | |
| " | |
| None taken | |
| ", I replied to him | |
| To which he gave a little cough | |
| And with blazing wings I neatly aimed | |
| Blew his head completely off | |
| I' ve lived in this town for thirty years | |
| To noone I am a stranger | |
| And I put new bullets in my gun | |
| Chamber upon chamber | |
| And I turned my gun on the birdlike Mr. Brooks | |
| I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows | |
| And as I shot down the youthful Richardson | |
| It was Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows | |
| Hmm mmm yeah | |
| Yeah! Listen, listen... | |
| I said, " | |
| I want to introduce myself | |
| And I am glad that all you came | |
| " | |
| And I leapt upon the bar | |
| And I shouted down my name | |
| Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool | |
| Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed | |
| And with an ashtray big as a fucking really big brick | |
| I split his skull in half | |
| His blood spilled across the bar | |
| Like a steaming scarlet brook | |
| And then I knelt there at its edge on the counter | |
| Wiped the tears away and looked | |
| Well, the light in there it was blinding | |
| Full of God and ghosts and truth | |
| And I smiled at Henry Davenport | |
| Who made no attempt to move | |
| Well, from the position I was standing | |
| The strangest thing I ever saw | |
| The bullet entered through the top of his chest | |
| And blew his bowels out on the floor | |
| And I floated down the counter, | |
| Showing no remorse | |
| I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter | |
| recently divorced | |
| But remorse I felt, remorse I had | |
| It clung to every thing | |
| From the raven hair upon my head | |
| To the feathers on my wings | |
| Then I squeezed my hand in its fraudulent claw | |
| With its golden hairless chest | |
| And I glided through the bodies | |
| And killed the fat man, Vincent West | |
| Who sat quietly in his chair | |
| A man become a child | |
| And I raised the gun up to his head | |
| Executionerstyle | |
| He made no attempt to resist | |
| So fat and dull and lazy | |
| " | |
| Did you know that I live in your street? | |
| " I said | |
| And he looked at me like I was crazy | |
| " | |
| Oh | |
| ", he said, " | |
| I had no idea | |
| " | |
| And he grew as quiet as a mouse | |
| Well the roar of the pistol when it went off | |
| Near blew the hat right off the house | |
| Hmm uh hmm uh hmm uh | |
| Yeah, peah | |
| Hmm mmm ha ah... | |
| Well, I caught my eye in the mirror | |
| And gave it a long and loving inspection | |
| " | |
| There stands some kind of man | |
| ", I roared | |
| And then did in the reflection | |
| My hair combed back like a raven' s wing | |
| My muscles hard and tight | |
| And curling from the business end of my gun | |
| Was a querymark of cordite | |
| Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right, | |
| I spun to the left again | |
| " | |
| Fear me! Fear me! Fear me! | |
| " | |
| But no one did cause they were dead | |
| Huh! Hmm | |
| Oh oh yeah! Hmm! | |
| Mmm hmmm mmm hmmm yeah | |
| And then there were the police sirens wailing and | |
| And then a bullhorn squelched and blared | |
| " | |
| Drop your weapons and come out | |
| With your hands held in the air | |
| " | |
| Well, I checked the chamber of my gun | |
| Saw I had one final bullet left | |
| My hand, it looked almost human | |
| As I raised it bravely to my head | |
| " | |
| Drop your weapon and come on out! | |
| Keep your hands above your head! | |
| " | |
| I had one one long hard think about dying | |
| And did exactly what they said | |
| There must have been fifty cops out there | |
| In a circle round O' Malley' s bar | |
| " | |
| Don' t shoot | |
| ", I cried, " | |
| I' m a man unarmed! | |
| " | |
| So they put me in their car | |
| And they sped me away from that terrible scene | |
| And I glanced out of the window | |
| Saw O' Malley' s bar, saw the cops and the cars | |
| And I started counting on my fingers | |
| Aaaaah one aaaaaah two aaaaaaah three aaaaaah | |
| Mmmmmmm O' Malley' s bar | |
| Mmmmmmm O' Malley' s bar | |
| Mmmmmmm O' Malley' s bar... |
| I am tall and I am thin | |
| Of an enviable height | |
| And I' ve been known to be quite handsome | |
| In a certain angle and a certain light | |
| Well I entered into O' Malley' s | |
| I said, " | |
| O' Malley I have a thirst | |
| " | |
| O' Malley merely smiled at me | |
| Said " | |
| You wouldn' t be the first | |
| " | |
| I knocked on the bar and pointed | |
| To a bottle on the shelf | |
| And as O' Malley poured me out a drink | |
| I sniffed and crossed myself | |
| My hand decided that the time was nigh | |
| And for a moment it slipped from view | |
| When it returned, it fairly burned | |
| With confidence anew | |
| Well the thunder from my steely fist | |
| Made all the glasses jangle | |
| When I shot him, I was so handsome | |
| It was the light, it was the angle | |
| Huh! Hmm... | |
| " | |
| Neighbours! | |
| " I cried, " | |
| Friends! | |
| " I screamed | |
| I banged my fists upon the bar | |
| " | |
| I bear no grudge against you! | |
| " | |
| And my dick felt long and hard | |
| " | |
| I am the man for which no God waits | |
| But for which the whole world yearns | |
| And I' m marked by darkness and by blood | |
| And by a thousand powderburns | |
| " | |
| Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips | |
| That clean the ocean floor | |
| When I looked at poor old O' Malley' s wife | |
| Well that' s exactly what I saw | |
| I jammed the barrel under her chin | |
| And her face looked raw and vicious | |
| Her head it landed in the sink | |
| With all the dirty dishes | |
| And her little daughter Siobhan | |
| Pulled beers from dusk till down | |
| And amongst the town folk she was a bit of a joke | |
| But she pulled the best beer in town | |
| Well I swooped magnificent upon her | |
| As she sat shivering in her grief | |
| Like the Madonna painted on the churchhouse wall | |
| In whale' s blood and banana leaf | |
| Her throat crumbled in my hands | |
| And I spun heroically around | |
| To see Caffrey rising from his seat | |
| I shot that mother fucker down | |
| Mmm... Yeah, yeah, yeah... | |
| " | |
| I have no free will | |
| ", I sang | |
| And I flew about the murder | |
| Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed | |
| You really should have heard her | |
| Well, I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept, | |
| I panted like a pup | |
| I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes | |
| And her husband stupidly stood up | |
| As he screamed, " | |
| You are an evil man! | |
| " | |
| And I paused a while to wonder | |
| " | |
| If I have no free will then how can I | |
| Be morally culpable? | |
| " I wonder | |
| I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach | |
| Gingerly he sat down | |
| And he whispered weirdly, " | |
| No offence | |
| " | |
| And then lay upon the ground | |
| " | |
| None taken | |
| ", I replied to him | |
| To which he gave a little cough | |
| And with blazing wings I neatly aimed | |
| Blew his head completely off | |
| I' ve lived in this town for thirty years | |
| To noone I am a stranger | |
| And I put new bullets in my gun | |
| Chamber upon chamber | |
| And I turned my gun on the birdlike Mr. Brooks | |
| I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows | |
| And as I shot down the youthful Richardson | |
| It was Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows | |
| Hmm mmm yeah | |
| Yeah! Listen, listen... | |
| I said, " | |
| I want to introduce myself | |
| And I am glad that all you came | |
| " | |
| And I leapt upon the bar | |
| And I shouted down my name | |
| Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool | |
| Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed | |
| And with an ashtray big as a fucking really big brick | |
| I split his skull in half | |
| His blood spilled across the bar | |
| Like a steaming scarlet brook | |
| And then I knelt there at its edge on the counter | |
| Wiped the tears away and looked | |
| Well, the light in there it was blinding | |
| Full of God and ghosts and truth | |
| And I smiled at Henry Davenport | |
| Who made no attempt to move | |
| Well, from the position I was standing | |
| The strangest thing I ever saw | |
| The bullet entered through the top of his chest | |
| And blew his bowels out on the floor | |
| And I floated down the counter, | |
| Showing no remorse | |
| I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter | |
| recently divorced | |
| But remorse I felt, remorse I had | |
| It clung to every thing | |
| From the raven hair upon my head | |
| To the feathers on my wings | |
| Then I squeezed my hand in its fraudulent claw | |
| With its golden hairless chest | |
| And I glided through the bodies | |
| And killed the fat man, Vincent West | |
| Who sat quietly in his chair | |
| A man become a child | |
| And I raised the gun up to his head | |
| Executionerstyle | |
| He made no attempt to resist | |
| So fat and dull and lazy | |
| " | |
| Did you know that I live in your street? | |
| " I said | |
| And he looked at me like I was crazy | |
| " | |
| Oh | |
| ", he said, " | |
| I had no idea | |
| " | |
| And he grew as quiet as a mouse | |
| Well the roar of the pistol when it went off | |
| Near blew the hat right off the house | |
| Hmm uh hmm uh hmm uh | |
| Yeah, peah | |
| Hmm mmm ha ah... | |
| Well, I caught my eye in the mirror | |
| And gave it a long and loving inspection | |
| " | |
| There stands some kind of man | |
| ", I roared | |
| And then did in the reflection | |
| My hair combed back like a raven' s wing | |
| My muscles hard and tight | |
| And curling from the business end of my gun | |
| Was a querymark of cordite | |
| Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right, | |
| I spun to the left again | |
| " | |
| Fear me! Fear me! Fear me! | |
| " | |
| But no one did cause they were dead | |
| Huh! Hmm | |
| Oh oh yeah! Hmm! | |
| Mmm hmmm mmm hmmm yeah | |
| And then there were the police sirens wailing and | |
| And then a bullhorn squelched and blared | |
| " | |
| Drop your weapons and come out | |
| With your hands held in the air | |
| " | |
| Well, I checked the chamber of my gun | |
| Saw I had one final bullet left | |
| My hand, it looked almost human | |
| As I raised it bravely to my head | |
| " | |
| Drop your weapon and come on out! | |
| Keep your hands above your head! | |
| " | |
| I had one one long hard think about dying | |
| And did exactly what they said | |
| There must have been fifty cops out there | |
| In a circle round O' Malley' s bar | |
| " | |
| Don' t shoot | |
| ", I cried, " | |
| I' m a man unarmed! | |
| " | |
| So they put me in their car | |
| And they sped me away from that terrible scene | |
| And I glanced out of the window | |
| Saw O' Malley' s bar, saw the cops and the cars | |
| And I started counting on my fingers | |
| Aaaaah one aaaaaah two aaaaaaah three aaaaaah | |
| Mmmmmmm O' Malley' s bar | |
| Mmmmmmm O' Malley' s bar | |
| Mmmmmmm O' Malley' s bar... |
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