TestoThe Lyre of Orpheus

Nick Cave

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Orpheus sat gloomy in his garden shed Wondering what to do With a lump of wood, a piece of wire

And a little pot of glue O Mamma O Mamma He sawed at the wood with half a heart And glued it top to bottom He strung a wire in between He was feeling something rotten O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus looked at his instrument And he gave the wire a pluck He heard a sound so beautiful He gasped and said O my God O Mamma O Mamma He rushed inside to tell his wife He went racing down the halls Eurydice was still asleep in bed Like a sack of cannonballs O Mamma O Mamma Look what I′ve made, cried Orpheus And he plucked a gentle note Eurydice's eyes popped from their sockets And her tongue burst through her throat O Mamma O Mamma O God, what have I done, he said As her blood pooled in the sheets But in his heart he felt a bliss With which nothing could compete O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus went leaping through the fields Strumming as hard as he did please Birdies detonated in the sky Bunnies dashed their brains out on the trees O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus strummed till his fingers bled He hit a G minor 7 He woke up God from a deep, deep sleep God was a major player in heaven O Mamma O Mamma God picked up a giant hammer And He threw it with an thunderous yell It smashed down hard on Orpheus′ head And knocked him down a well O Mamma O Mamma The well went down very deep Very deep went down the well The well went down so very deep Well, the well went down to hell O Mamma O Mamma Poor Orpheus woke up with a start All amongst the rotting dead His lyre tucked safe under his arm His brains all down his head O Mamma O Mamma Eurydice appeared brindled in blood And she said to Orpheus If you play that fucking thing down here I'll stick it up your orifice! O Mamma O Mamma This lyre lark is for the birds, said Orpheus It's enough to send you bats Let′s stay down here, Eurydice, dear And we′ll have a bunch of screaming brats O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus picked up his lyre for the last time He was on a real low down bummer And stared deep into the abyss and said This one is for Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma

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