The tree don't care what the little bird sings
We go down with the dew in the morning light
The tree don't know what the little bird brings
We go down with the dew in the morning
And we breathe it in
There is no need to forgive
Breathe it in
There is no need to forgive
The trees will stand like pleading hands
We go down with the dew in the morning light
The trees all stand like pleading hands
We go down with the dew in the morning
And we breathe it in
There is no need to forgive
Breathe it in
There is no need to forgive
The trees will burn with blackened hands
We returned with the light of the evening
The trees will burn, blackened hands
Nowhere to rest, no where to land
And we know who you are
And we know where you live
And we know there's no need to forgive
And we know who you are
And we know where you live
And we know there's no need to forgive
And we know who you are
And we know where you live
And we know there's no need to forgive
And we know who you are
And we know where you live
And we know there's no need to forgive again
Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Push the Sky Away Album Lyrics
Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Push the Sky Away Lyrics
Writer: Nicholas Cave, Warren Ellis
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Wide Lovely Eyes
You wave at the sky with wild lovely eyes
Waves and waves of love goodbye
And through the garden with your secret key
Down the tunnel that leads to the sea
Step on the beach beneath the iron sky
You wave and wave with your wild lovely eyes
Crystal waves and waves of gloom
You wave and say goodbye
Your dress size with your wild lovely strides
And all along the street and lately the stories abound
They've dismantled the fun fair and they've shut down the rides
And they've hung the mermaids from the streetlights by their hair
And with wide lovely eyes you wave at the sky
And me at the high window watching the ride
The waves of blue and the waves of love
You wave and say goodbye
The night expands, I am expanding
I watch your hands like butterflies bending
All among the myths and the legends we create
And all the laughing stories we tell our friends
Close the windows, clear up the mess
It's getting late, it's darker and closer to the end
Through the tunnel and down to the sea
And on the pebble beach, your laces you untie
And arrange your shoes side by side
You wave and wave with wide lovely eyes
Distant waves and waves of distant love
You wave and say goodbye
Waves and waves of love goodbye
And through the garden with your secret key
Down the tunnel that leads to the sea
Step on the beach beneath the iron sky
You wave and wave with your wild lovely eyes
Crystal waves and waves of gloom
You wave and say goodbye
Your dress size with your wild lovely strides
And all along the street and lately the stories abound
They've dismantled the fun fair and they've shut down the rides
And they've hung the mermaids from the streetlights by their hair
And with wide lovely eyes you wave at the sky
And me at the high window watching the ride
The waves of blue and the waves of love
You wave and say goodbye
The night expands, I am expanding
I watch your hands like butterflies bending
All among the myths and the legends we create
And all the laughing stories we tell our friends
Close the windows, clear up the mess
It's getting late, it's darker and closer to the end
Through the tunnel and down to the sea
And on the pebble beach, your laces you untie
And arrange your shoes side by side
You wave and wave with wide lovely eyes
Distant waves and waves of distant love
You wave and say goodbye
Writer: Nicholas Edward Cave, Warren Ellis
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Waters Edge
They take apart their bodies like toys for the local boys
Because they're always there at the edge of the water
They come from the capital, these city girls
Go way down where the stones meet the sea
And all you young girls where do you hide
Down by the water, in the restless tide
And the local boys hide on the mound and watch
Reaching for the speech and the word to be heard
And the boys grow hard, hard to be heard
Hard to be heard as they reach for the speech
And search for the word on the water's edge
But you grow old and you grow cold
Yeah you grow old and you grow cold
They would come in their hordes, these city girls
With white strings flowing from their ears
As the local boys behind the mound
Think long and hard about the girls from the capital
Who dance at the water's edge, shaking their asses
And all you young lovers where do you hide
Down by the water, and the restless tide
With a bible of tricks they do with their legs
The girls reach for the speech and the speech to be heard
To be hard, the local boys teem down the mound
And seize the girls from the capitol
Who shriek at the edge of the water
Shriek to speak, and reach for the speech
Reach for the speech and be heard
But you grow old and you grow cold
Yeah you grow old and you grow cold
You grow old
Their legs wide to the world like bibles open
To be speared and taking their bodies apart like toys
They dismantle themselves by the water's edge
And reach for the speech and the wide wide world
Ah, God knows the local boys
It's the will of love
It's the thrill of love
Ah, but the chill of love is coming on
It's the will of love
It's the thrill of love
Ah, but the chill of love is coming on
It's the will of love
It's the thrill of love
Ah, but the chill of love is coming down, people
Because they're always there at the edge of the water
They come from the capital, these city girls
Go way down where the stones meet the sea
And all you young girls where do you hide
Down by the water, in the restless tide
And the local boys hide on the mound and watch
Reaching for the speech and the word to be heard
And the boys grow hard, hard to be heard
Hard to be heard as they reach for the speech
And search for the word on the water's edge
But you grow old and you grow cold
Yeah you grow old and you grow cold
They would come in their hordes, these city girls
With white strings flowing from their ears
As the local boys behind the mound
Think long and hard about the girls from the capital
Who dance at the water's edge, shaking their asses
And all you young lovers where do you hide
Down by the water, and the restless tide
With a bible of tricks they do with their legs
The girls reach for the speech and the speech to be heard
To be hard, the local boys teem down the mound
And seize the girls from the capitol
Who shriek at the edge of the water
Shriek to speak, and reach for the speech
Reach for the speech and be heard
But you grow old and you grow cold
Yeah you grow old and you grow cold
You grow old
Their legs wide to the world like bibles open
To be speared and taking their bodies apart like toys
They dismantle themselves by the water's edge
And reach for the speech and the wide wide world
Ah, God knows the local boys
It's the will of love
It's the thrill of love
Ah, but the chill of love is coming on
It's the will of love
It's the thrill of love
Ah, but the chill of love is coming on
It's the will of love
It's the thrill of love
Ah, but the chill of love is coming down, people
Writer: Nicholas Cave, Thomas Wydler, Warren Ellis
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Jubilee Street
On Jubilee Street there was a girl named Bee
She had a history, but she had no past
When they shut her down the Russians moved in
I am too scared, I'm too scared to even walk on past
She used to say
All those good people down on Jubilee Street
They ought to practice what they preach
Here they are to practice just what they preach
Those good people on Jubilee Street
And here I come up the hill
I'm pushing my wheel of love
I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain
And a ten ton catastrophe on a sixty pound chain
And I'm pushing my wheel of love on Jubilee Street
Ah look at me now
The problem was she had a little black book
And my name was written on every page
Well a girl's gotta make ends meet
Even down Jubilee Street
I was out of place and time, and over the hill, and out of my mind
On Jubilee Street
I ought to practice what I preach
These days I go downtown in my tie and tails
I got a fetus on a leash
I am alone now, I am beyond recriminations
Curtains are shut, the furniture is gone
I'm transforming, I'm vibrating, I'm glowing
I'm flying, look at me now
I'm flying, look at me now
She had a history, but she had no past
When they shut her down the Russians moved in
I am too scared, I'm too scared to even walk on past
She used to say
All those good people down on Jubilee Street
They ought to practice what they preach
Here they are to practice just what they preach
Those good people on Jubilee Street
And here I come up the hill
I'm pushing my wheel of love
I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain
And a ten ton catastrophe on a sixty pound chain
And I'm pushing my wheel of love on Jubilee Street
Ah look at me now
The problem was she had a little black book
And my name was written on every page
Well a girl's gotta make ends meet
Even down Jubilee Street
I was out of place and time, and over the hill, and out of my mind
On Jubilee Street
I ought to practice what I preach
These days I go downtown in my tie and tails
I got a fetus on a leash
I am alone now, I am beyond recriminations
Curtains are shut, the furniture is gone
I'm transforming, I'm vibrating, I'm glowing
I'm flying, look at me now
I'm flying, look at me now
Writer: Nicholas Edward Cave, Warren Ellis
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Mermaids
She was a catch
We were a match
I was the match that would fire up her snatch
There was a catch
I was no match
I was fired from her crotch
I sit around and watch
The mermaids sun themselves out on the rocks
They are beyond our touch
I watch and watch
Wave at me
They wave at me
They wave and slip
Back into the sea
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the water
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the sea
I believe in God
I believe in mermaids too
I believe in 72 virgins on a chain (why not, why not)
I believe in the Rapture
For I've seen your face
On the floor of the ocean
At the bottom of the rain
I do driver alertness course
I do husband alertness course
I do mermaid alertness course
Watch them out on the rocks
Wave at me
They wave at me
They wave and slip
Back into the sea
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the water
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the sea
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the water
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the sea
We were a match
I was the match that would fire up her snatch
There was a catch
I was no match
I was fired from her crotch
I sit around and watch
The mermaids sun themselves out on the rocks
They are beyond our touch
I watch and watch
Wave at me
They wave at me
They wave and slip
Back into the sea
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the water
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the sea
I believe in God
I believe in mermaids too
I believe in 72 virgins on a chain (why not, why not)
I believe in the Rapture
For I've seen your face
On the floor of the ocean
At the bottom of the rain
I do driver alertness course
I do husband alertness course
I do mermaid alertness course
Watch them out on the rocks
Wave at me
They wave at me
They wave and slip
Back into the sea
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the water
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the sea
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the water
And all the ones who come
And all the ones who go
Down to the sea
Writer: Nicholas Edward Cave, Warren Ellis
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
We Real Cool
Who took your measurements
From your toes to the top of your head
Yeah, you know
Who bought you clothes and new shoes
And wrote you a book you never read
Yeah, you know
Who was it, yeah you know, we real cool
On the far side of the morning
Who was it, yeah you know, we real cool
Now I hope you're listening, are you?
Who was it you called the good shepherd
Rounding up the kids for their meal
Who chased your shadow running out behind
Clinging to your high flying heels
Your high flying, high flying, high flying heels
Who was it, yeah you know, we real cool
On the far side of the morning, who was it
Yeah you know, we real cool
And I hope you're listening too
Who measured the distance from the planets
Right down to your big blue spinning world
And heartbeats and tears and nervous laughter
Spilling down all over you, girl
Who was it, yeah you know, we real cool
And the world keeps on turning
Who was it, yeah you know, we real cool
And I hope you're listening, are you?
Sirius is 8.6 light years away
Arcturus is 37
The past is the past and it's here to stay
Wikipedia is heaven
When you don't want to remember no more
On the far side of the morning
Who was it, yeah you know we real cool
And I hope you hear me, and you'll call
Yeah, we real cool
Yeah, we real, real cool
From your toes to the top of your head
Yeah, you know
Who bought you clothes and new shoes
And wrote you a book you never read
Yeah, you know
Who was it, yeah you know, we real cool
On the far side of the morning
Who was it, yeah you know, we real cool
Now I hope you're listening, are you?
Who was it you called the good shepherd
Rounding up the kids for their meal
Who chased your shadow running out behind
Clinging to your high flying heels
Your high flying, high flying, high flying heels
Who was it, yeah you know, we real cool
On the far side of the morning, who was it
Yeah you know, we real cool
And I hope you're listening too
Who measured the distance from the planets
Right down to your big blue spinning world
And heartbeats and tears and nervous laughter
Spilling down all over you, girl
Who was it, yeah you know, we real cool
And the world keeps on turning
Who was it, yeah you know, we real cool
And I hope you're listening, are you?
Sirius is 8.6 light years away
Arcturus is 37
The past is the past and it's here to stay
Wikipedia is heaven
When you don't want to remember no more
On the far side of the morning
Who was it, yeah you know we real cool
And I hope you hear me, and you'll call
Yeah, we real cool
Yeah, we real, real cool
Writer: Nicholas Cave, Warren Ellis
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Finishing Jubilee Street
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
I'd just finished writing Jubilee Street
I laid down on my bed and fell into a deep sleep
And when I awoke, I believed I'd taken a bride called Mary Stanford
And I flew into a frenzy searching high and low
Because in my dream the girl was very young
I said, "Hey little girl, where do you hide?
You draw lightning from the sky"
All, All of this in her dark hair
All of this in her dark hair, oh Lord
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
Last night your shadow scampered up the wall, it flied
It leaped like a black spider between your legs, and cried
"My children, my children
They are lost to us"
All of this in her dark hair, oh no
All of this in her dark hair, oh Lord
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
Oh, oh
I'd just finished writing Jubilee Street
I laid down on my bed and fell into a deep sleep
And when I awoke, I believed I'd taken a bride called Mary Stanford
And I flew into a frenzy searching high and low
Because in my dream the girl was very young
I said, "Hey little girl, where do you hide?
You draw lightning from the sky"
All, All of this in her dark hair
All of this in her dark hair, oh Lord
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
Last night your shadow scampered up the wall, it flied
It leaped like a black spider between your legs, and cried
"My children, my children
They are lost to us"
All of this in her dark hair, oh no
All of this in her dark hair, oh Lord
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
See that girl, comin' on down
Comin' on down, comin' on down
Writer: Thomas Wydler, Nicholas Cave, Warren Ellis
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Higgs Boson Blues
Can't remember anything at all
Flame trees line the streets
Can't remember anything at all
But I'm driving my car down to Geneva
I've been sitting in my basement patio
Aye it was hot up above
Girls walk past, their roses all in bloom
Have you ever heard about the Higgs Boson Blues?
I'm going down to Geneva, baby
Gonna teach it to you
Who cares?
Who cares what the future brings?
Black road long and I drove and drove
And came upon a crossroad
The night was hot and black
I see Robert Johnson with a 10-dollar guitar
Strapped to his back looking for a tomb
Ah, well here comes Lucifer with his canon law
And a hundred black babies running from his genocidal jaw
He got the real killer groove
Robert Johnson and the devil, man
Don't know who is gonna rip off who
Driving my car, flame trees on fire
Sitting and singing the Higgs Boson Blues
I'm tired, I'm looking for a spot to drop
All the clocks have stopped
In Memphis now in the Lorraine Motel
It's hot, it's hot - that's why they call it the Hot Spot
I take a room with a view
Hear a man preaching in a language that's completely new, yeah
And making the hot cocks in the flophouse bleed
While the cleaning ladies sob into their mops
And a bellhop hops and bops
A shot rings out to a spiritual groove
Everybody bleeding to that Higgs Boson Blues
And if I die tonight
Bury me in my favorite yellow patent leather shoes
With a mummified cat and a cone-like hat
That the caliphate forced on the Jews
Ah, can you feel my heartbeat?
Can you feel my heartbeat?
Hannah Montana does the African Savannah
As the simulated rainy season begins
She curses the queue at the Zulu's
And moves on to Amazonia
And cries with the dolphins
Mau Mau ate the pygmy
The pygmy ate the monkey
The monkey has a gift
That he is sending back to you
Look, here comes the missionary
With his smallpox and flu
He's saving them, the savages
With his Higgs Boson Blues
I'm driving my car down to Geneva
I'm driving my car down to Geneva
Oh let the damn day break
The rainy days always make me sad
Miley Cyrus floats in a swimming pool in Toluca Lake
And you're the best girl I've ever had
Can't remember anything at all
Flame trees line the streets
Can't remember anything at all
But I'm driving my car down to Geneva
I've been sitting in my basement patio
Aye it was hot up above
Girls walk past, their roses all in bloom
Have you ever heard about the Higgs Boson Blues?
I'm going down to Geneva, baby
Gonna teach it to you
Who cares?
Who cares what the future brings?
Black road long and I drove and drove
And came upon a crossroad
The night was hot and black
I see Robert Johnson with a 10-dollar guitar
Strapped to his back looking for a tomb
Ah, well here comes Lucifer with his canon law
And a hundred black babies running from his genocidal jaw
He got the real killer groove
Robert Johnson and the devil, man
Don't know who is gonna rip off who
Driving my car, flame trees on fire
Sitting and singing the Higgs Boson Blues
I'm tired, I'm looking for a spot to drop
All the clocks have stopped
In Memphis now in the Lorraine Motel
It's hot, it's hot - that's why they call it the Hot Spot
I take a room with a view
Hear a man preaching in a language that's completely new, yeah
And making the hot cocks in the flophouse bleed
While the cleaning ladies sob into their mops
And a bellhop hops and bops
A shot rings out to a spiritual groove
Everybody bleeding to that Higgs Boson Blues
And if I die tonight
Bury me in my favorite yellow patent leather shoes
With a mummified cat and a cone-like hat
That the caliphate forced on the Jews
Ah, can you feel my heartbeat?
Can you feel my heartbeat?
Hannah Montana does the African Savannah
As the simulated rainy season begins
She curses the queue at the Zulu's
And moves on to Amazonia
And cries with the dolphins
Mau Mau ate the pygmy
The pygmy ate the monkey
The monkey has a gift
That he is sending back to you
Look, here comes the missionary
With his smallpox and flu
He's saving them, the savages
With his Higgs Boson Blues
I'm driving my car down to Geneva
I'm driving my car down to Geneva
Oh let the damn day break
The rainy days always make me sad
Miley Cyrus floats in a swimming pool in Toluca Lake
And you're the best girl I've ever had
Can't remember anything at all
Writer: Nicholas Cave, Warren Ellis
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Push the Sky Away
I was riding, I was riding home
The sun, the sun, the sun was rising from the field
I got a feeling I just can't shake
I got a feeling that just won't go away
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Push the sky away
And if your friends think that you should do it different
And if they think that you should do it the same
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Push the sky away
And if you feel you got everything you came for
If you got everything and you don't want no more
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Push the sky away
And some people say it's just rock and roll
Ah but it gets you right down to your soul
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Push the sky away
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Push the sky away
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
The sun, the sun, the sun was rising from the field
I got a feeling I just can't shake
I got a feeling that just won't go away
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Push the sky away
And if your friends think that you should do it different
And if they think that you should do it the same
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Push the sky away
And if you feel you got everything you came for
If you got everything and you don't want no more
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Push the sky away
And some people say it's just rock and roll
Ah but it gets you right down to your soul
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Push the sky away
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Push the sky away
You've got to just keep on pushing it
Keep on pushing it
Writer: Nicholas Cave, Warren Ellis
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Push the Sky Away is the fifteenth studio album by the Australian band Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, released on 18 February 2013 on the band's own label Bad Seed Ltd. Recorded at La Fabrique in southern France, with producer Nick Launay, it is the band's first album not to feature founding member Mick Harvey, who departed from the band in January 2009.
The release also marked the return of founding member Barry Adamson, making his first album appearance since Your Funeral... My Trial (1986), and was the last to feature keyboardist and pianist Conway Savage, prior to his death in 2018.
Performed By:
Nick Cave & the Bad SeedsThe release also marked the return of founding member Barry Adamson, making his first album appearance since Your Funeral... My Trial (1986), and was the last to feature keyboardist and pianist Conway Savage, prior to his death in 2018.
Genre(s): Rock, blues, Alternative
Length: 42:40
Released: February 18th, 2013
Year: 2013