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Musik: Cave Text: Cave Erschienen auf: - Tender Prey - Live Seeds - The Best Of Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - Deanna - Deanna - Acoustic Versions From Tender Prey - Stripped - The Best Of Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - The Videos - B-Sides & Rarities - The Road To God Knows Where / Live At The Paradiso Übersetzungen: - Deutsch (Deanna) - Englisch-Deutsch - Nur Originaltext anzeigen Die Übersetzung ins Deutsche wurde von Benutzern von nick-cave.net erstellt, und wird im Forum diskutiert. Klicke hier, um zu ihrer Verbesserung beizutragen. | O DEANNA O Deanna! O DEANNA Sweet Deanna! O DEANNA You know you are my friend, yeah O DEANNA And I ain't down here for your money I ain't down here for your love I ain't down here for your love or money I'm down here for your soul No carpet on the floor And the winding cloth holds many moths Around your Ku Klux furniture I cum of death-head in your frock We discuss the murder plan We discuss murder and the murder act Murder takes the wheel of your Cadillac And death climbs in the back O DEANNA This is a car O DEANNA This is a gun O DEANNA And this a day number one O DEANNA Our little crimeworn histories Black and smoking christmas trees And honey, it ain't mystery Why you're a mystery to me We will eat out of their pantries And their parlours Ashy leaving in their beds And we'll unload into their heads On this mean season This little angel that I squeezin' She ain't been mean to me O DEANNA O Deanna! O DEANNA You are my friend and my partner O DEANNA On this house on the hill O DEANNA And I ain't down here for your money I ain't down here for your love I ain't down here for your love or money I'm down here for your soul O DEANNA I am a-knocking O DEANNA With my toolbox and my stocking O DEANNA And I'll meet you on the corner O DEANNA Yes, you point it like a finger O DEANNA And squeeze its little thing O DEANNA Feel its kick, hear its bang And let no worry about its issue Don't worry about where its been and don't worry about where it hits Cause it just ain't yours to sin O DEANNA No it just ain't your to sin O DEANNA Sweet Deanna O DEANNA And we ain't getting any younger O DEANNA And I don't intend gettin' any older O DEANNA The sun a hump at my shoulder O DEANNA O Deanna! O DEANNA Sweet Deanna O DEANNA And I ain't down here for your money I ain't down here for your love I ain't down here for your love of money I'm down here for your soul |
| Girl At The Bottom Of My Glass | |
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Musik: Text: Nick Cave Erschienen auf: - Deanna - Deanna - B-Sides & Rarities Übersetzungen: - Deutsch (Mädchen am Boden meines Glases) - Englisch-Deutsch - Nur Originaltext anzeigen Die Übersetzung ins Deutsche wurde von Benutzern von nick-cave.net erstellt, und wird im Forum diskutiert. Klicke hier, um zu ihrer Verbesserung beizutragen. | I can't raise my glass, without seeing her ass Through its telescopic bottom I can't raise my glass, without seeing her ass Through its telescopic bottom If you wanna know what agony is Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass Well love'll come a-knockin' with my Toolbag and my stockin' Challeng-challengin' her knickers Well love'll come a-knockin' with my Toolbag and my stockin' With my bag a-challenging her knickers If you wanna know whats shakin' down the house Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass I can spill my drink From the woman at the sink, Coming at my lap with rum and bitters Slop my drink, without that woman at the sink, I'll grab my back with the rag and mittens If you're looking for that woman at the house Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass - all right! I cannot raise my drink, Without stopping to think That some bad baby's givin' me trouble I cannot raise my drink, Without stopping to think That some bad baby's givin' me trouble If you wanna see what's inside of Sally You'll find that doll in a hole Out in the alley, Yeah I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass That booze is a-turning bitter I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass 'cause you got no more than bitter If you know a little bit about my past Take my switch at the bitch in my house |
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