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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Abattoir Blues/Lyre Of Orpheus Abattoir Blues


  • ISRC:GBAJH0401569
  • Recorded:2004 Studio Ferber - Paris, FR
  •  ©2004 Mute Records Under Exclusive License To Anti Inc.
  • Vocals, Piano:Nick Cave
  • Guitar:Mick Harvey
  • Violin, Mandolin, Bouzouki, Flute:Warren Ellis
  • Bass:Martyn P. Casey
  • Piano:Conway Savage
  • Organ:James Johnston
  • Drums:Jim Sclavunos
  • Drums:Thomas Wydler


The sun is high up in the sky and I'm in my car
Drifting down into the abattoir
Do you see what I see, dear?

The air grows heavy. I listen to your breath
Entwined together in this culture of death
Do you see what I see, dear?

Slide on over here, let me give you a squeeze
To avert this unholy evolutionary trajectory
Can you hear what I hear, babe?
Does it make you feel afraid?

Everything's dissolving, babe, according to plan
The sky is on fire, the dead are heaped across the land
I went to bed last night and my
moral code got jammed
I woke up this morning with a Frappucino in my hand

I kissed you once. I kissed you again
My heart it tumbled like the stock exchange
Do you feel what I feel, dear?

Mass extinction, darling, hypocrisy
These things are not good for me
Do you see what I see, dear?

The line the God throws down to you and me
Makes a pleasing geometry
Shall we leave this place now, dear?
Is there someway out of here?

I wake with the sparrows and I hurry off to work
The need for validation, babe, gone completely
I wanted to be your Superman but I turned out such a
I got the abattoir blues
I got the abattoir blues
I got the abattoir blues
Right down to my shoes