Album: Wild God (2024)
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  • Once upon a time a wild god zoomed
    All through his memory, in which he was entombed
    It was rape and pillage, in the retirement village
    But in his mind, he was a man of great virtue and courage

    And he flew out the window with his long trailing hair
    And the smoke from the bodies went straight up in the air
    He was a wild god searching, for what all wild god's are searching for
    And he flew through the dying city like a prehistoric bird

    He went searching for the girl
    Down on a Jubilee Street
    But she died in a bedsit in 1993
    So he flew to the top of the world and looked around
    And said, "Where are my people?"
    Where are my people?
    To bring your spirit down

    A wild god searching for a far away girl
    Who was basically a mirage, that nevertheless loomed a-large
    She would hang under the rail as he blew around the room
    And make love with a kind of efficient gloom

    And the people on the ground cried "When does it start?"
    And the wild god says "It starts with a heart"
    With a heart, with a heart, with a heart
    And the people on the ground cried "When does it end?"
    And the wild god says "Well, it depends, but it mostly never ends"

    'Cause I'm a wild god flying, and wild god a-swimming
    And I'm old sick god dying, and crying
    And singing

    (Bring your spirit down)
    Oh, wild god's begging, the wild god's
    Yeah, bring your spirit down
    Oh, well he's moving through the flames of anarchy
    And he's moving through the winds of tyranny
    And the sweet, sweet tears of liberty
    And moving 'round the world
    He's moving through your body like a prehistoric bird
    He's moving 'round the world
    Oh Lord
    Well, if you're feeling lonely, and if you're feeling blue
    And if you just don't know what to do
    Bring your spirit down

    Oh, we're wild god's baby, we're wild gods
    I'm a wild god, baby, I'm a wild god

    Oh, here we go
    We're to the cradle of Africa
    We're going to Russia
    We're going to China
    To the United States of America

    Yeah, moving 'round the world
    Yeah, moving like a great big beautiful bird
    Moving 'round the world
    Yeah, he-he's swimming to the end of a rotting pier
    He swims to the end of his rotting ideas
    Swim to the hymn, swim to the prayer
    And bring your spirit down

    I'm a wild god, baby, I'm a wild god
    Well, here we go
    Yeah, here we go Writer/s: Nicholas Cave, Warren Ellis
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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