Текст (слова) песни: Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - The Six Strings That Drew Blood
Guitar thug blew into town His eyes like wheels spinnin` round Jerkin-off at every sound Layin` all his crosses down O yeah He got Six Strings The Six Strings that drew blood The bar is full of Holy-Joes A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria Around the neck of our consumptive rose is the root of all his sorrows O yeah He got Six Strings Six Strings that drew blood A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria Six Strings that drew blood In the bathroom under cover He turns on one tap to discover He`s smashed his teeth out on the other Well he look in the mirror and say don`t fuck me brother Cause I got Six Strings Six Strings that drew blood Numbin` the runt of reputation they call rat fame Top-E as a tourniquet A low tune whistles across his grave Forever the master and the slave of his Six Strings A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria Six Strings that drew blood.
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