Luyện nghe bài hát John Finn's Wife

(l,m) Cave
(p) Nick Cave & The Bad
< Nick vocals; Mick Harvey: rhythm guitar, organ, backing vocals;
Blixa Bargeld: guitar; Savage: piano;
Martyn Casey: bass; Wydler: drums;
The Bad backing vocals;
Mick Harvey & Blumberg: string arrangements;
Dennis Karmazyn: cello; Bruce Dukov, Porter: violins >
( Henry's [Mute, 1992] )

Well the night was deep and the was dark
And I was at the old dance-hall on the of town
Some big ceremony was down
Dancers and squirmed and then,
Came apart and then again
Like squirming on a pin
In the and in the din
Yes, in the and in the din
I fell to thinking about brand new wife of mad Finn
Well, came and clock did strike
And in she came, did John wife
With legs scissors and butcher's knives
A tattooed breast and eyes
And a carnation in her teeth
Carving her way the dance floor
And I'm standing by the bandstand
Every eye gaping on John Finn's
Yeah, every eye gaping on Finn's wife
Now Finn's wife was something of a mystery
In a where to share a sworn secret was a solemn duty
I had knuckles and a bolo knife
Over near the bandstand with John wife
She got perfumed and raven hair
Sprinkled with wedding
And a gang of garrotters were all giving me
Armed, as they were, with
And the night through the was full of lights
and awatching at John Finns' wife
Winking and awatching at Finns' wife
Next came the cops, all out on the
But it don't like no trouble there
As they had for the bar in lumpy suits
And I slip my hand between the things of John wife
And they to yawn awake, her things
It was a warm and ferocious night
The full of blood and light
And my eyes grew small and my eyes tight
As I plotted in the ear of John Finns'
Enter John Finn in his shrunken
With his quick eyes and black cheroot
With his filled-down teeth and a boot
And his fists full of in his pockets
at me and aiming at his wife
The band fall silent fearing for lives
And with in my guts like tangled twine
Cause all I got is brass knuckles and a knife
And mad John Finns' is all
And the three of us out of the hall
Now the night down upon us all
You could the crickets in the thickets call
And did flare and guns did bawl
And I planted my bolo in the neck
Of mad Finn. I took his wretched life
Now I'm over near the
Every hand moving on Finns' wife
Every hand moving on Finns' wife
And John wife
Took all the flowers
From her
And threw on the ground
And the did hum
And the flies did around
Poor John
Lying upon the ground
Lying upon the ground