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vrijdag 20 oktober 2017
Dichtersbankjes | Nick Cave
Foto: © Bert Bevers | Gemeenteplein Mortsel
Uit de collectie Mellendijk (keuze singer-songwriter en song) voorraad Mannen van Bevers: Nick Cave👉
Higg's Boson Blues
"Higgs Boson Blues"
Can't remember anything at all
Flame trees lined the street
Can't remember anything at all
But I'm driving my car down to Geneva
I've been sitting in my basement patio
It was hot
Up above the 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
Came upon a crossroad
The night was hot and black
I see Robert Johnson
With a ten dollar guitar
Strapped to his back
Looking for a tune
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's 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
And the Lorraine Motel is 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
Making the hot cots in the flop-house bleed
While the cleaning ladies sob into their mops
And the bellhop hops and bops
As a shot rings out
To a spiritual groove
Everybody bleeding
To the Higgs Boson Blues
And if I die tonight
Bury me in my favourite yellow patent leather shoes
And with a mummified cat
And a cone-like hat
That the Caliphate forced on the Jews
Can you feel my heart beat?
Can you feel my heart beat?
Hannah Montana does the African Savannah
As the simulated rainy season begins
She curses the queue at the zoo loos
And moves on to Amazonia
Cries with the dolphins
The Mai-Mai eat the pigmy, the pigmy eat the monkey
The monkey has a gift that he is sending back to you
Look! Here come the missionary
With his smallpox and flu
Saving them 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
Rainy days always make me sad
Miley Cyrus floats in a swimming pool in Taluca Lake
And you're the best girl I ever had
Can't remember anything at all
Flame trees lined the street
Can't remember anything at all
But I'm driving my car down to Geneva
I've been sitting in my basement patio
It was hot
Up above the 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
Came upon a crossroad
The night was hot and black
I see Robert Johnson
With a ten dollar guitar
Strapped to his back
Looking for a tune
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's 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
And the Lorraine Motel is 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
Making the hot cots in the flop-house bleed
While the cleaning ladies sob into their mops
And the bellhop hops and bops
As a shot rings out
To a spiritual groove
Everybody bleeding
To the Higgs Boson Blues
And if I die tonight
Bury me in my favourite yellow patent leather shoes
And with a mummified cat
And a cone-like hat
That the Caliphate forced on the Jews
Can you feel my heart beat?
Can you feel my heart beat?
Hannah Montana does the African Savannah
As the simulated rainy season begins
She curses the queue at the zoo loos
And moves on to Amazonia
Cries with the dolphins
The Mai-Mai eat the pigmy, the pigmy eat the monkey
The monkey has a gift that he is sending back to you
Look! Here come the missionary
With his smallpox and flu
Saving them 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
Rainy days always make me sad
Miley Cyrus floats in a swimming pool in Taluca Lake
And you're the best girl I ever had
Can't remember anything at all
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