Текст песни The Carny (live) - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
                                                And 
                                                no-one 
                                                saw 
                                                the 
                                                Carny 
                                                go, 
                                                the 
                                                weeks 
                                                flew 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                Until 
                                                they 
                                                moved 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                show, 
                                                leaving 
                                                his 
                                                caravan 
                                                behind
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                was 
                                                parked 
                                                out 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                south 
                                                east 
                                                ridge
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                company 
                                                crossed 
                                                the 
                                                bridge
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                first 
                                                rain 
                                                filling 
                                                the 
                                                bone-dry 
                                                river 
                                                bed
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                shone, 
                                                just 
                                                so, 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                edge
 
                                    
                                
                                                Away, 
                                                away, 
                                                we're 
                                                sad 
                                                to 
                                                say
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dog-boy, 
                                                Atlas, 
                                                Mandrake, 
                                                the 
                                                geeks, 
                                                the 
                                                hired 
                                                hands
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                was 
                                                not 
                                                one 
                                                among 
                                                them 
                                                that 
                                                did 
                                                not 
                                                cast 
                                                an 
                                                eye 
                                                behind
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                hope 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                Carny 
                                                would 
                                                return 
                                                to 
                                                his 
                                                own 
                                                kind
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                Carny 
                                                left 
                                                behind 
                                                    a 
                                                horse 
                                                so 
                                                skin 
                                                and 
                                                bone 
                                                that 
                                                he'd 
                                                named 
                                                Sorrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it 
                                                was 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                shallow, 
                                                unmarked 
                                                grave
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                that 
                                                old 
                                                nag 
                                                was 
                                                laid
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                then 
                                                parched 
                                                meadow
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                dwarves 
                                                that 
                                                were 
                                                given 
                                                the 
                                                task 
                                                of 
                                                digging 
                                                the 
                                                ditch
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                laying 
                                                the 
                                                nag's 
                                                carcass 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                While 
                                                boss 
                                                Bellini, 
                                                waving 
                                                his 
                                                smoking 
                                                pistol 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                Saying 
                                                "The 
                                                nag 
                                                was 
                                                dead 
                                                meat"
 
                                    
                                
                                                "We 
                                                can't 
                                                afford 
                                                to 
                                                carry 
                                                dead 
                                                weight"
 
                                    
                                
                                                While 
                                                the 
                                                whole 
                                                company 
                                                standing 
                                                about, 
                                                not 
                                                making 
                                                    a 
                                                sound
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                turning 
                                                to 
                                                dwarves 
                                                perched 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                enclosure 
                                                gate
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                boss 
                                                says 
                                                "Bury 
                                                this 
                                                lump 
                                                of 
                                                crow 
                                                bait"
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                rain 
                                                came 
                                                hammering 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everybody 
                                                running 
                                                for 
                                                their 
                                                wagons
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tying 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                canvas 
                                                flaps 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                mangy 
                                                cats 
                                                growling 
                                                in 
                                                their 
                                                cages
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                bird-girl 
                                                flapping 
                                                and 
                                                squawking 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                whole 
                                                valley 
                                                reeking 
                                                of 
                                                wet 
                                                beast
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wet 
                                                beast 
                                                and 
                                                rotten, 
                                                sodden 
                                                hay
 
                                    
                                
                                                Freak 
                                                and 
                                                brute 
                                                creation
 
                                    
                                
                                                Packed 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                on 
                                                their 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                three 
                                                dwarves 
                                                peering 
                                                from 
                                                their 
                                                wagon's 
                                                hind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Moses 
                                                says 
                                                to 
                                                Noah 
                                                "Shoulda 
                                                dugga 
                                                deepa 
                                                one"
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                grizzled 
                                                faces 
                                                like 
                                                dying 
                                                moons
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                dirty 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                digging 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                Charlie 
                                                the 
                                                Atlas 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                three 
                                                said
 
                                    
                                
                                                "I 
                                                guess 
                                                the 
                                                Carny 
                                                ain't 
                                                gonna 
                                                show"
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                they 
                                                were 
                                                silent 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                spell
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wishing 
                                                they'd 
                                                done 
                                                    a 
                                                better 
                                                job 
                                                of 
                                                burying 
                                                Sorrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                company 
                                                passed 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                valley
 
                                    
                                
                                                Into 
                                                    a 
                                                higher 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                rain 
                                                beat 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                ridge 
                                                and 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                meadow
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                mound
 
                                    
                                
                                                Until 
                                                nothing 
                                                was 
                                                left, 
                                                nothing 
                                                at 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                Except 
                                                the 
                                                body 
                                                of 
                                                Sorrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                rose 
                                                in 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                float 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                surface 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                eaten 
                                                soil
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                murder 
                                                of 
                                                crows 
                                                did 
                                                circle 
                                                'round
 
                                    
                                
                                                First 
                                                one, 
                                                then 
                                                the 
                                                others 
                                                flapping 
                                                blackly 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                Carny's 
                                                van 
                                                still 
                                                sat 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                edge
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tilting 
                                                slowly 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                firm 
                                                ground 
                                                turned 
                                                to 
                                                sludge
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                rain 
                                                it 
                                                hammered 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                rain 
                                                it 
                                                hammered 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                rain 
                                                it 
                                                hammered 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                rain 
                                                it 
                                                hammered 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                no-one 
                                                saw 
                                                the 
                                                Carny 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                No-one 
                                                saw 
                                                the 
                                                Carny 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                No-one 
                                                saw 
                                                the 
                                                Carny 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                say, 
                                                it's 
                                                funny 
                                                how 
                                                things 
                                                go...
 
                                    
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