[00:00.000] 作词 : Nick Cave
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Nick Cave
[00:15.81]Who'll build a box for Black Paul
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[00:31.97]Ah'm enquirin on behalf of his soul
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[00:36.85]Ah'd be beholdin to ya all
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[00:40.52]For a lil information, just some lil kindation
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[00:49.47]Just who will dig the hole
[01:00.21]When ya done ransackin his room
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[01:04.68]Grabbin anything that shines
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[01:08.18]Throw the scrap down on the street
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[01:12.14]Like all his books and his notes
[01:13.72]
[01:15.69]All all his books and his notes the junk that he wrote
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[01:19.75]The whole f**ken lot right up in smoke
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[01:24.44]Aint there nuthin sacred anymore
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[01:37.14]Someone will build a box for Black Paul
[01:46.90]And they're shootin off his guns
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[01:50.26]And they're shootin off their mouths
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[01:54.14]Saying 'F**k with us and die '
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[01:57.19]'F**k with us and die '
[01:59.02]Let's see that rat of fear go scuttle in their skulls
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[02:02.99]'Cover that eye, Cover that frozen eye '
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[02:13.50]Black-puppet, in a heap up against the stoning-wall
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[02:25.45]Blood-puppet, go to sleep, ma-ma won't scold ya anymore
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[02:39.52]Armies of ants, wade up the lil red streams
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[02:44.87]They're headin for the mother-pool
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[02:48.55]O lord, it's cruel, O man it's hot
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[02:55.84]O man it's hot
[02:57.32]And some of them ants they just ilot to the spot
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[03:03.19]Who threw the first stone at Black Paul
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[03:14.24]'Don't ack us', say the critics and the hacks
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[03:18.40]The pen-pushers and the quacks
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[03:21.50]'We just come to git dah facks '
[03:24.04]'We just come to git dah facks '
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[03:28.19]Hey hey hey hey
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[03:36.52]Here is the hammer, that build the scaffold
[03:42.48]And built the box ,
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[03:51.81]Here is the shovel, that dug the hole
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[03:57.35]In this ground of rocks ,
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[04:04.80]And here is the pile of stones
[04:10.45]And for each one planted, God only knows
[04:13.67]A blood-rose grown ,
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[04:17.17]These are the true Demon-Flowers
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[04:19.77]These are the true Demon-Flowers
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[04:22.23]Stand back everyone, Blood-black everyone
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[04:42.73]Who'll build a box for Black Paul
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[04:58.34]Who'll carry it up the hill
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[05:07.54]'Not I', said the widow, adjusting her veil
[05:10.82]'Ah will not drive the nail
[05:13.80]Or cart his puppet-body home
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[05:17.02]For ah done that one hundred times before
[05:20.64]Yeah, ah done that one hundred times or more
[05:23.83]And why should ah dress his wounds
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[05:27.70]When he has wounded my dress nightly
[05:31.09]Right across the floor'
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[05:37.86]Who'll build a box for Black Paul
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[05:53.26]And who'll carry it up the hill
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[06:08.41]Now who'll bury it in the black-soil
[06:19.54]And from the woods and the thickets
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[06:21.48]Come the ghosts of his victims
[06:23.96]'We love you '
[06:25.79]'I love you '
[06:27.16]'And this will not hurt a bit
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[06:35.32]We'll go up up up up up into Death
[06:41.47]Up up up up, inhale its breath
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[06:47.56]O yeah, Death favours those that favor Death'
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[07:04.78]Here is the stone, and here is the inscription at bare
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[07:19.99]'Below Lies Black Paul, Under The Upper
[07:23.83]But Above and Beyond The Surface-Flat-Fall There'
[07:28.66]
[07:32.70]And all the angels come on down
[07:38.77]And all you men and women crowd around
[07:42.47]And all the widows weeping into their skirts
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[07:46.13]And all the lil gals and the lil boys
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[07:49.49]And the scribes with their pens poised
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[07:53.19]All the hullaballoo, all the noise
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[07:57.91]All the hullaballoo, all the noise
[08:01.23]All the hullaballoo, all of the noise
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[08:06.18]Clears his throat of black blood
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[08:11.97]Black Paul singin, like a lonely boy
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[08:19.12]We-e-e-ll, ah have cryed one thousand tears
[08:22.29]
[08:22.84]Ah've cryed a thousand tears, its true
[08:26.22]And the next stormy night ya know
[08:29.52]That ah'm still cryin them for you
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[08:34.55]Well, ah had a girl she was so sweet
[08:38.17]Red dress, and long red hair hangin down
[08:42.01]And heaven jus' ain't heaven
[08:44.60]Without that lil girl hangin around
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[08:49.63]Well, ya know ah've been a bad-man
[08:53.23]But Lord knows ah dun some good things too
[08:57.18]But ah confess, my soul will never rest
[09:01.31]Until you, until you build
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[09:08.54]Until ya build a box for my gal, too
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[09:19.79]My gal, too