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Your Funeral... My Trial
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Nick Cave & The Bad Seed
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I am a crooked man and I've walked a crooked mile
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Night, the shameless widow doffed her weeds, in a pile
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The stars all winked at me, they shamed a child
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Your funeral, my trial
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One thousand Marys lured me into gullies damped with clover
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Bird with crooked wing cast it's wicked shadow over
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The bauble moon did mock and trinket stars did smile
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Your funeral, my trial
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Here I am, little lamb, let all the bells in whoredom ring
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All the crooked bitches that she was
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Mongers of pain saw the moon become a fang
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Your funeral, my trial, your funeral, my trial
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Your funeral, my trial
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