Nick Cave The Mercy Seat - Accordi per chitarra e pianoforte con audio

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NICK CAVE - Accordi - The Mercy Seat

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The Mercy Seat  -  Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
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Note:  Every version of the Mercy Seat is different and
almost infinitely extendable.  The version here is
how I play the chords, plus the lyrics that appear
in the booklet for the Tender Prey CD (with quite a few changes).
In short, this is just an approximation, so choose your own
lyrics from the vast selection that appear below.
The chords are defined at the end.

The Mercy Seat
written by Nick Cave & Mick Harvey

It began when they come took me from my home
And put me in Dead Row
Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know
And I'll say it again
I am not afraid to die.

         
I began to warm and chill
         
To objects and their fields
              
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
                
The face of Jesus in my soup
             
Those sinister dinner deals
                 
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
            
A hooked bone rising from my
                 
food.   All things good or ungood.


And the mercy seat is waiting

And I think my head is burning
               
And in a way I'm yearning to be
                 
done with all this measuring of
                     
truth,   An eye for an eye and a tooth for a
              
tooth,   And anyway I told the
               
truth,   And I'm not afraid to die.

        
Interpret signs and catalogue
          
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog
            
The walls are bad.  Black.  Bottom kind.
           
They are the sick breath at my hind
           
They are the sick breath at my hind
           
They are the sick breath at my hind
           
They are the sick breath gathering
    
at my hind.

     
I hear stories from the
                      
chamber, How Christ was born into a
                   
manger And like some ragged stranger
            
Died upon the cross, And might I
              
say it seems so fitting in its
           
way He was a carpenter by
           
trade, Or at least that's what I'm
        
told.

    

    
Like my good hand
         
I tattooed E.V.I.L. across it's
             
brother's fist
          
That filthy five! They did
         
nothing to resist.

            
In heaven His throne is made of gold
             
The ark of His testament is
                     
stowed,  A throne from which I'm told all
             
history does unfold, Down here it's
               
made of wood and wire, And my
         
body is on fire
         
And God is never far away.

       
Into the mercy seat I climb
         
My head is shaved, my head is
                 
wired,  And like a moth that tries to
               
enter the bright eye, so I go
            
shuffling out life,  Just to
              
hide in death a while
     
And anyway I never lied.

           
My kill-hand is called E.V.I.L.
              
Wears a wedding band that's G.O.O.D.
          
'Tis a long suffering shackle
                 
Collaring all that rebel blood


And the mercy seat is waiting

And I think my head is burning
               
And in a way I'm yearning to be
                 
done with all this measuring of
                     
truth,   An eye for an eye and a tooth for a
              
tooth,   And anyway I told the
               
truth,   And I'm not afraid to die.


And the mercy seat is burning

And I think my head is glowing
               
And in a way I'm hoping to be
                 
done with all this weighing up of
                     
truth,   An eye for an eye and a tooth for a
              
tooth,   And anyway I told the
               
truth,   And I'm not afraid to die.


And the mercy seat is glowing

And I think my head is smoking
               
And in a way I'm hoping to be
                  
done with all these looks of disbeleif
                
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a
              
tooth,   And anyway I there was no
       
proof,   Nor a motive why.


And the mercy seat is smoking

And I think my head is melting
               
And in a way I'm helping to be
                 
done with all this twisting of
                     
truth,   An eye for an eye and a truth for a
              
truth,   And anyway I told the
               
truth,   And I'm not afraid to die.


And the mercy seat is melting

And I think my blood is boiling
               
And in a way I'm spoiling all the
                
fun with all this truth and consequence
                
An eye for an eye and a truth for a
              
truth,   And anyway I told the
               
truth,   And I'm not afraid to die.


And the mercy seat is waiting

And I think my head is burning
               
And in a way I'm yearning to be
                 
done with all this measurement of
                     
proof,   A lie for a lie and a truth for a
              
truth,   And anyway there was no
               
proof,   And I'm not afraid to tell a lie.


And the mercy seat is waiting

And I think my head is burning
               
And in a way I'm yearning to be
                 
done with all this measurment of
                     
proof,   An eye for an eye and a truth for a
              
truth,   And anyway I told the
               
truth,   And I'm afraid I told a lie.

Chords:

 -0---0--------0---0--------------------------------------------------
 -0---0--------0---0--------------------------------------------------
 -0---4--------9---9---------7---7---------10--10--------5---5--------
 -2---4--------9---9---------7---7---------10--10--------5---5--------
 -2---2--------7---7---------5---5---------8---8---------3---3--------
 -0---0--------0---7-------------5-------------8-------------3--------
                  

Cheers,
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Greg O'Beirne