Night Raid
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
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Verse 1
C G There's a picture of Jesus lying in his mother's arms C G Shuttered windows, cars humming on the street below C The fountain throbbed in the lobby of the Grand Hotel G C G We checked into room thirty-three, well well C G You were a runaway flake of snow C G You were skinny and white as a wafer, yeah I know C Sitting on the edge of the bed clicking your shoes G C G I slid my little songs out from under you
Chorus
C G And we all rose from our wonder C We would never admit defeat G C And we leaned out of the window G C G C As the rain fell on the street, on the street G C G C G C G
Verse 2
C G They were just a sigh released from a dying star C G They were runaway flakes of snow, yeah I know C They annexed your insides in a late night raid G We sent down for drinks and something to eat C G The cars humming in the rain on the street below C G A fountain throbs in the lobby of the Grand Hotel C G The spurting font of creativity, yeah I know C Your head in a pool of your own streaming hair G And Jesus lying in his mother's arms C G Just so up on the wall, just so
Chorus
C G And we all rose up from our wonder C We would never admit defeat G C And we leaned out of the window G C G C And watched the horses in the street, in the street G C G In room thirty-three, yeah C G C Yeah, I know
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