Oh My Lord lyrics

Artist  : Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds 
Song : Oh My Lord
 


I thought I'd take a walk today
It's a mistake
I sometimes make
My children lay asleep in
bed
My wife lay wide-awake
I kissed her
softly on the brow
I tried not to make a
sound
But with stony eyes she looked at
me
And gently squeezed my hand
Call it a
pr閙onition, call it a crazy vision
Call
it intuition, something learned from
mother
But when she looked up at me, I could
clearly see
The Sword of Damocles hanging
directly above her
Oh Lord Oh my Lord
Oh
Lord
How have I offended thee?
Wrap your
tender arms around me
Oh Lord Oh Lord
Oh My
Lord

They called at me through the
fence
They were not making any sense
They
claimed that I had lost the plot
Kept saying
that I was not
The man I used to be
They
held their babes aloft
Threw marsh mellows at
the Security
And said that I'd grown
soft

Call it intuition, call it a creeping
suspicion,
But their words of derision meant
they hardly knew me
For even I could see in
the way they looked at me
The Spear of Destiny
sticking right through me
Oh Lord Oh my
lord
Oh Lord
How have I offended
thee?
Wrap your tender arms round me
Oh
Lord Oh lord
Oh My Lord

Now l'm at the
hairdressers
People watch me as they move
past
A guy wearing plastic antlers
Presses
his bum against the glass
Now l'm down on my
hands and knees
And it's so fucking
hot!
Someone cries, "What are you looking
for?"
I scream, "The plot, the plot!"
I
grab my telephone, I call my wife at home
She
screams, "Leave us alone!" I say, "Hey, it's only
me"
The hairdresser with his scissors, he
holds up the mirror
I look back and shiver; I
can't even believe what I can see
Be mindful
of the prayers you send
Pray hard but pray
with care
For the tears that you are crying
now
Are just your answered prayers
The
ladders of life that we scale merrily
Move
mysteriously around
So that when you think
you're climbing up, man
In fact you're
climbing down
Into the hollows of glamour,
where with spikes and hammer
With telescopic
camera, they chose to turn the screw
Oh I hate
them, Ma! Oh I hate them, Pa!
Oh I hate them
all for what they went and done to you
Oh Lord
Oh my Lord
Oh Lord
How have I offended
thee?
Wrap your tender arms round me
Oh
Lord Oh Lord
Oh My Lord