paroles de chanson John Finn's Wife (Live) - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Well
the
night
was
deep
and
the
night
was
dark
And
I
was
at
the
old
dance-hall
on
the
edge
of
town
Some
big
ceremony
was
going
down
Dancers
writhed
and
squirmed
and
then,
Came
apart
and
then
writhed
again
Like
squirming
flies
on
a
pin
In
the
heat
and
in
the
din
Yes,
in
the
heat
and
in
the
din
I
fell
to
thinking
about
brand
new
wife
of
mad
John
Finn
Well,
midnite
came
and
clock
did
strike
And
in
she
came,
did
John
Finn's
wife
With
legs
like
scissors
and
butcher's
knives
A
tattooed
breast
and
flaming
eyes
And
a
crimson
carnation
in
her
teeth
Carving
her
way
through
the
dance
floor
And
I'm
standing
over
by
the
bandstand
Every
eye
gaping
on
John
Finn's
wife
Yeah,
every
eye
gaping
on
John
Finn's
wife
Now
John
Finn's
wife
was
something
of
a
mystery
In
a
town
where
to
share
a
sworn
secret
was
a
solemn
duty
I
had
brass
knuckles
and
a
bolo
knife
Over
near
the
bandstand
with
John
Finn's
wife
She
got
perfumed
breasts
and
raven
hair
Sprinkled
with
wedding
confettis
And
a
gang
of
garrotters
were
all
giving
me
stares
Armed,
as
they
were,
with
machetes
And
the
night
through
the
window
was
full
of
lights
Winking
and
awatching
at
John
Finns'
wife
Winking
and
awatching
at
John
Finns'
wife
Next
came
the
cops,
all
out
on
the
town
But
it
don't
look
like
no
trouble
there
As
they
head
for
the
bar
in
their
lumpy
suits
And
I
slip
my
hand
between
the
thighs
of
John
Finn's
wife
And
they
seemed
to
yawn
awake,
her
things
It
was
a
warm
and
very
ferocious
night
The
moon
full
of
blood
and
light
And
my
eyes
grew
small
and
my
eyes
grew
tight
As
I
plotted
in
the
ear
of
John
Finns'
wife
Enter
John
Finn
in
his
shrunken
suit
With
his
quick
black
eyes
and
black
cheroot
With
his
filled-down
teeth
and
a
hobnail
boot
And
his
fists
full
of
pistols
in
his
pockets
Aiming
at
me
and
aiming
at
his
wife
The
band
fall
silent
fearing
for
their
lives
And
with
fear
in
my
guts
like
tangled
twine
Cause
all
I
got
is
brass
knuckles
and
a
bolo
knife
And
mad
John
Finns'
wife
is
all
And
the
three
of
us
walk
out
of
the
hall
Now
the
night
bore
down
upon
us
all
You
could
hear
the
crickets
in
the
thickets
call
And
guns
did
flare
and
guns
did
bawl
And
I
planted
my
bolo
knife
in
the
neck
Of
mad
John
Finn.
I
took
his
wretched
life
Now
I'm
over
near
the
bandstand
Every
hand
moving
on
John
Finns'
wife
Every
hand
moving
on
John
Finns'
wife
And
John
Finns'
wife
Took
all
the
flowers
down
From
her
hair
And
threw
them
on
the
ground
And
the
flies
did
hum
And
the
flies
did
buzz
around
Poor
John
Finn
Lying
dead
upon
the
ground
Lying
dead
upon
the
ground
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