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RIP Leonard Nimoy

...good night, Robin, sleep well...

Here come the skillfull blows
Here come the puppet men with their fists
You know those backroom ghouls
They make it impossible to resist
I took the money
I took the money and I ran
Ran around the world
Run little rabbit, run

I don't wanna go there
I don't wanna see
Every time I come down here
Somebody is bent on killing me
I don't wanna go there
With all them hungry mouths to feed
Every time I come down here
Somebody is bent on killing me

Somebody is bent on killing me

There goes the Jigsaw man
Stuffing you in the pockets of his pants
We thought we'd make it safe and clear
But we never really stood a chance
We took it the money
We took it over everything we held true
Ran around the world
Yeah little rabbit, run

I don't wanna be here
Running through the rain
I could do it over man,
There ain't a thing that I would not change
All my friends are gone
Left me freezing on a beach
And every time I crawl up here
Somebody tries to take a piece of me

We spent the money
We spent it sailing down the drain
Every time I raise my head
They kill me once
And they kill me all over again
I don't wanna go there
Oh I don't wanna see
Every time I come down here
Somebody is bent on killing me

Take the money and run
Round and round the world we go
Take the money and run
Round and round the world we go
Run little rabbit run
Round and round the world we go
Run away
Round and round the world
Round and round the world
Take the money
Take the money and run

I got a fatal heart, I'm tired of living
Got a tortured soul, I can't give it away
Gonna find a line, to get me through to reason
Gonna bury it all just to give it a name

I hate the taste but I carry I'm believin'
I hate the taste but I'd do it again
I hate the taste but I carry I'm believin'
Yeah I hate the taste but I'd do it all again

I'd say I told you so but I'd know you never listen
You're the only one I ever can't assure
There's a fine line between fool and heartache
It's the fatal sign that makes heartache fools

I hate the taste but I carry I'm believin'
Yeah I hate the taste but I'd do it again
I hate the taste but I carry I'm believin'
Yeah I hate the taste but I'd do it all again

I wanna ride with you [x3]
Why won't you take me there?
I wanna ride with you [x3]
Why won't you take me there?

I got a traitors heart, I'm tired of livin'
With a tattered soul I got no one to blame
Gonna fall apart if I leave it to decision
She's the only one that can take it away

I hate the taste that I carry I'm believin'
Yeah I hate the taste but I'd do it again
I hate the taste but I carry I'm believin'
Yeah I hate the taste but I'd do it all again

I wanna ride with you [x3]
Why won't you take me there?
I wanna ride with you [x3]
Why won't you take me there?

I carry all the mess want to dance with direction
I'm as sick as it gets, i need you there [x3]
I carry all the mess want to dance with direction
I'm as sick as it gets, i need you there

I wanna ride with you [x3]
Why won't you take me there?
I wanna ride with you [x3]
Why won't you take me there?

Gitchy, gitchy, oh la la
Do run run, you won't get far

I'm machine, obsolete
Land of the free, lobotomy

I wanna suck, I wanna lick
I wanna cry and I wanna spit
Tears of pleasure, tears of pain
They trickle down your face the same

It's how you look, not how you feel
The city of glass with no heart...

If I had a tail I'd own the night
If I had a tail I'd swat the flies

Yeah, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Gitchy, gitchy, oh la la
Do run run, you won't get far

Animals in the midnight zone
When you own the world
You're always home

Get your hands dirty
Roll up them sleeves
Brainwashed or true believers
Buy flash cars, diamond rings
Expensive holes to bury things

I'm machine, I'm obsolete
The land of the free immortality

If I had a tail I'd own the place
If I had a tail I'd swat the flies

Yeah, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

See me dance along the scars?
See me dance?

The sun's tolling bell
Subterranean eyes
A thousand to one
The factory line
Stars outside the window flicker and shine
The hollow headed morning isn't blind
A mountain of nails burn in your hands
Here I give all I am

Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own

A tower of stones
Sympathy's shade
Ride a white horse
The drowned on parade
A diamond headed serpent climbs a vine
See all the lonely children lose their minds
A mountain of dust burns in your mouth
Here there's no north, just south

Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own

Thirst swollen tongue
An arcadian twist
The sleepwalk is done
Yet the notion persists
Cars outside the window careening by
The hollow headed morning is unkind
Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own
Under a cliff
Darkness denied
Here I have seen the light

Here I have seen the light

Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and I feel so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
Part of me believing it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and I feel so rough
And you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out of his mouth, he's a cowboy kid
He found a six-shooter gun
In his dad's closet with in a box of fun things
I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Daddy works a long day
He'll be coming home late and he's coming home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull-trigger
I reason with my cigarette
And say, "your hair's on fire, you must've lost your wits, yeah"

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

List od Cavea adresovaný MTV, kde veľmi slušne ale razantne odmieta svoju nomináciu na MTV awards (1996)...

TO ALL THOSE AT MTV,

I WOULD LIKE TO START BY THANKING YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORT YOU HAVE GIVEN ME OVER RECENT YEARS AND I AM BOTH GRATEFUL AND FLATTERED BY THE NOMINATIONS THAT I HAVE RECEIVED FOR BEST MALE ARTIST. THE AIR PLAY GIVEN TO BOTH THE KYLIE MINOGUE AND P. J. HARVEY DUETS FROM MY LATEST ALBUM MURDER BALLADS HAS NOT GONE UNNOTICED AND HAS BEEN GREATLY APPRECIATED. SO AGAIN MY SINCERE THANKS.

HAVING SAID THAT, I FEEL THAT IT'S NECESSARY FOR ME TO REQUEST THAT MY NOMINATION FOR BEST MALE ARTIST BE WITHDRAWN AND FURTHERMORE ANY AWARDS OR NOMINATIONS FOR SUCH AWARDS THAT MAY ARISE IN LATER YEARS BE PRESENTED TO THOSE WHO FEEL MORE COMFORTABLE WITH THE COMPETITIVE NATURE OF THESE AWARD CEREMONIES. I MYSELF, DO NOT. I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN OF THE OPINION THAT MY MUSIC IS UNIQUE AND INDIVIDUAL AND EXISTS BEYOND THE REALMS INHABITED BY THOSE WHO WOULD REDUCE THINGS TO MERE MEASURING. I AM IN COMPETITION WITH NO-ONE.
MY RELATIONSHIP WITH MY MUSE IS A DELICATE ONE AT THE BEST OF TIMES AND I FEEL THAT IT IS MY DUTY TO PROTECT HER FROM INFLUENCES THAT MAY OFFEND HER FRAGILE NATURE.

SHE COMES TO ME WITH THE GIFT OF SONG AND IN RETURN I TREAT HER WITH THE RESPECT I FEEL SHE DESERVES - IN THIS CASE THIS MEANS NOT SUBJECTING HER TO THE INDIGNITIES OF JUDGEMENT AND COMPETITION. MY MUSE IS NOT A HORSE AND I AM IN NO HORSE RACE AND IF INDEED SHE WAS, STILL I WOULD NOT HARNESS HER TO THIS TUMBREL - THIS BLOODY CART OF SEVERED HEADS AND GLITTERING PRIZES. MY MUSE MAY SPOOK! MAY BOLT! MAY ABANDON ME COMPLETELY!

SO ONCE AGAIN, TO THE PEOPLE AT MTV, I APPRECIATE THE ZEAL AND ENERGY THAT WAS PUT BEHIND MY LAST RECORD, I TRULY DO AND SAY THANK YOU AND AGAIN I SAY THANK YOU BUT NO...NO THANK YOU.

YOURS SINCERELY, NICK CAVE 21 OCT 96.

You wanna pick somethin' up, you've gotta lay it down
You wanna turn somethin' on, you gotta set it off
You wanna let something in, you've gotta tear it out
I wanna feel the sun, I just need some air

The only word that you know is please, please, please
The only life that you see is from your knees
I wanna feel the light, I just can't receive
Don't wanna leave the ground
I just need some air, I need some air

It's just a love that you can't get back, oh
It's just a tale of a heart attack, oh
You feel alive but you're sinking fast, oh
Just close your eyes, this won't be your last, oh

You wanna lift somethin' up, you've gotta pin it down
You wanna pull somethin' in, you gotta let it out
You wanna light something up, you've gotta burn it down
I wanna feel the sun, I just need some air

The only word that you know is please, please, please
The only life that you see is from your knees
I wanna turn it on, I just can't receive
Don't wanna leave the ground
I just need some air, I need some air

It's just a love that you can't get back, oh
It's just a tale of a heart attack, oh
You feel alive but you're sinking fast, oh
Just close your eyes, this won't be your last, oh

You wanna pick somethin' up, you've gotta lay it down
You wanna turn somethin' on, you gotta set it off
You wanna light somethin' up, you've gotta burn it down
I wanna feel the sun, I just need some air
I need some air, I need some air, I need some air

It's just a love that you can't get back, oh
It's just a tale of a heart attack, oh
You feel alive but you're sinking fast, oh
Just close your eyes, this won't be your last, oh

It's not the prayer you repeat at night, oh
It's not the saint that has seen the light, oh
It's just the breath that you hold inside, oh
Just keep your cool, it will be alright, oh

Yeah I feel like a force of nature
Could make you sing like a bird released
If what you seek is the wise man's treasure
You know it's buried beneath your feet
You know you look like a painted picture
I see the cracks freezing on your skin
And as the world slowly turns and hits you
That the thieves of the night
Are coming to take you in

For smoking all my stash
But burning all my cash
I bet you knew right away
It's all over town that
The sun's going down
On the days of your easy life

I bet you knew right away
You dope you don't know where it's at
It's all over town
That the sun's gone down
And it's high time to pray

Yeah I feel like a force of nature
Could make you sing like a bird released
If what you seek is the wise man's treasure
You know it's buried beneath your feet
You know you look like a faded picture
I see the cracks frozen on your skin
As the world slowly turns and hits you
Then the thieves of the night
Are coming to take you in

For smoking all my stash
But burning all my cash
I bet you knew right away
It's all over town that
The sun's going down
On the days of your easy life

I bet you knew right away
You dope you don't know where it's at
It's all over if you're begging me please
Then yer get on your knees and pray

Yer smoking all my stash
Yer burning all my cash
I bet you knew right away
It's all over town that
The sun's gone down
And it's high time to pray

I woke up this morning
I thought what am I doing here?
My brother he starts raging!
Watch him rising see him howling!
And he sucked and sucker her dry
And he bit at me and said goodbye
Up on the twenty-ninth floor

I was lying there with just my brother
We could hear someone ratting the locks
I was lying there with just my brother
Do you think that it might be the cops?
We sucked her and sucker her dry
I was Mickey Mouse. He was the Big Bad Wolf!

Next thing you know
I'm looking down below
See a lupin child
With her hair on fire
Little burning girl!
Looking up at me!
Running to the elevator!
Getting in the elevator!
Sixth floor! Seventh floor!
Eighth floor! Nine!
Come on baby
Blow my mind

I woke up this morning and he was gone
There were posters in the airports and the stations
We took shelter under her body
We sucked her and sucked her dry
He kissed me and said goodbye

Well no time at all
She's walking down the hall
A bat-faced girl
With dynamite curls
Ringing the bell
Banging on the door
Looking up at me
Looking up at me
Walking like a travelator
Jumping in the elavator
Twenty-two! Twenty-four!
Twenty-six! Twenty-nine!
Come on baby
Blow my mind!