Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - Tower Of Song Lyrics
From Im your fan, a leonard cohen tribute albumWell my friends are gone and my hair is greyI ache in the places I used to playAnd Im crazy for love but Im not coming onIm paying my rent everyday in the tower of songI said to leonard cohen: how lonely does it get?Leonard cohen hasnt answered me yetBut I can hear him coughing all night long,A million floors above me in the tower of songI was born like this, I had no choiceI was born like this, with a golden voiceTwenty-seven angels from the great beyond,Well they tied me to this table right here in the tower of songYou can stick your needles in a voodoo dollIm sorry baby, but it dont look like me at allIm standing by the window where the light is strongThey dont let a woman kill you in the tower of songIve grown bitter, bitter, of this you may be sure:The rich, the rich have got channels in the bedrooms of the poorAnd theres a mighty judgement but it wont be long, but I may be wrongYou see, you hear these funny voices in the tower of song - oh yeah -The guitar, the bass, the drums, so nice every hour in the tower of songI see you standing on the other sideI dont know how the river got so wideBut I loved you, baby, way back whenAll the bridges are burning that we might have crossed,But I feel so close to everything that we lostBut Ill never have to lose you again, tower of songI bid you farewell, I dont know when Im backTheyre moving us tomorrow to that tower down the trackBut youll be hearing from me, baby, long after Im goneIm speaking to you sweetly from a window in the tower of songNow you can say that Ive grown bitter, of this you can be sure:The rich have got channels in the bedrooms of the poorAnd theres a mighty judgement but it wont take long, I may be wrong
