Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - O'malley's Bar Lyrics
I am tall and I am thinOf an enviable hightAnd Ive been known to be quite handsomeIn a certain angle and in certain lightWell I entered into omalleysSaid, omalley I have a thirstOmalley merely smiled at meSaid you wouldnt be the firstI knocked on the bar and pointedTo a bottle on the shelfAnd as omalley poured me out a drinkI sniffed and crossed myselfMy hand decided that the time was nighAnd for a moment it slipped from viewAnd when it returned, it fairly burnedWith confidence anewWell the thunder from my steely fistMade all the glasses jangleWhen I shot him, I was so handsomeIt was the light, it was the angleHuh! hmmmmmmNeighbours! I cried, friends! I screamedI banged my fist upon the barI bear no grudge against you!And my dick felt long and hardI am the man for which no God waitsBut for which the whole world yearnsIm marked by darkness and by bloodAnd one thousand powder-burnsWell, you know those fish with the swollen lipsThat clean the ocean floorWhen I looked at poor omalleys wifeThats exactly what I sawI jammed the barrel under her chinAnd her face looked raw and viciousHer head it landed in the sinkWith all the dirty dishesHer little daughter siobhanPulled beers from dusk till downAnd amongst the townfolk she was a bit of a jokeBut she pulled the best beer in townI swooped magnificent upon herAs she sat shivering in her griefLike the madonna painted on the church-house wallIn whales blood and banana leafHer throat it crumbled in my fistAnd I spun heroically aroundTo see caffrey rising from his seatI shot that mother *****er downMmmmmmmmmm yeah yeah yeahI have no free will, I sangAs I flew about the murderMrs. richard holmes, she screamedYou really should have heard herI sang and I laughed, I howled and I weptI panted like a pupI blew a hole in mrs. richard holmesAnd her husband stupidly stood upAs he screamed, you are an evil manAnd I paused a while to wonderIf I have no free will then how can iBe morally culpable, I wonderI shot richard holmes in the stomachAnd gingerly he sat downAnd he whispered weirdly, no offenseAnd then lay upon the groundNone taken, I replied to himTo which he gave a little coughWith blazing wings I neatly aimedAnd blew his head completely offIve lived in this town for thirty yearsAnd to no-one I am a strangerAnd I put new bullets in my gunChamber upon chamberAnd I turned my gun on the bird-like mr. brookesI thought of saint francis and his sparrowsAnd as I shot down the youthful richardsonIt was st. sebastian I thought of, and his arrowsHhhhhhhhhh mmmmmmmmmmmmI said, I want to introduce myselfAnd I am glad that all you cameAnd I leapt upon the barAnd shouted out my nameWell jerry bellows, he hugged his stoolClosed his eyes and shrugged and laughedAnd with an ashtray as big as a *****ing really big brickI split his head in halfHis blood spilled across the barLike a steaming scarlet brookAnd I knelt at its edge on the counterWiped the tears away and lookedWell, the light in there was blindingFull of God and ghosts of truthI smiled at henry davenportWho made an attempt to moveWell, from the position I was standingThe strangest thing I ever sawThe bullet entered through the top of his chestAnd blew his bowels out on the floorWell I floated down the counterShowing no remorseI shot a hole in kathleen carpenterRecently divorcedBut remorse I felt and remorse I hadIt clung to every thingFrom the ravens hair upon my headTo the feathers on my wingsRemorse sqeezed my hand in its fradulent clawWith its golden hairless chestAnd I glided through the bodiesAnd killed the fat man vincent westWho sat quietly in his chairA man become a childAnd I raised the gun up to his headExecutioner-styleHe made no attempt to resistSo fat and dull and lazyDid you know I lived in your street? I saidAnd he looked at me as though I were crazyO, he said, I had no ideaAnd he grew as quiet as a mouseAnd the roar of the pistol when it went offNear blew that hat right off the houseHmmmmmm uh uhWell, I caught my eye in the mirrorAnd gave it a long and loving inspectionThere stands some kind of man, I roaredAnd there did, in the reflectionMy hair combed back like a ravens wingMy muscles hard and tightAnd curling from the business end of my gunWas a query-mark of corditeWell I spun to the left, I spun to the rightAnd I spun to the left againFear me! fear me! fear me!But no one did cause they were deadHuh! hmmmmmmmmmAnd then there were the police sirens wailingAnd a bull-horn squelched and blaredDrop your weapons and come outWith your hands held in the airWell, I checked the chamber of my gunSaw I had one final bullet leftMy hand, it looked almost humanAs I raised it to my headDrop your weapon and come out!Keep your hands above your head!I had one one long hard think about dyingAnd did exactly what they saidThere must have been fifty cops out thereIn a circle around omalleys barDont shoot, I cried, Im a man unarmed!So they put me in their carAnd they sped me away from that terrible sceneAnd I glanced out of the windowSaw omalleys bar, saw the cops and the carsAnd I started counting on my fingersAaaaaah one aaaaaah two aaaaaah three aaaaaaah fourOmalleys bar omalleys bar
