Lirik Wife - Nick Cave & The Bad Seed
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Tips Pencarian Lirik Favorit Anda
Anda Mengetahui Judul dan Nama Penyanyi
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
Anda Tidak mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi Mengetahui Nama Penyanyi
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
Anda Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi mengetahui Syair
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Here she comes, my wife
See her down on the street
Well, yeah, she's mine, supine
Or up on her feet
Yeah, here she comes
Through the dog-breath heat
With her concertina spine
And her ballerina feet
Under a punishing sun
Under a red and green umbrella
Call her name and beat the drum
Through the condominiums and the favelas
God is gone. We got to get a new one
Not lock Him down in cathedrals and cages
I found the eternal woman
The fire that leapt from Solomon's pages
O,baby, here she comes
My righteous, ringless bride
She is the soul of an ailing continent
She is Latin America's pride
There she runs, through the rain
Through cities of packed dirt and bone
She's prepared to accept the burden of the world's great pain
Ah, here she comes
I will love her for all time
In her little, small floral skirt, so short
Defying rhythm, defying rhyme
The cats are crying like babies
Up and down the alleys
The kids are howling like cats
With not enough in their bellies
Here, she's gaily tripping through the streets
Cats and kids stop to stare
The kids all band their guitars
They shoot their guns into the air
She don't carry no gun
Her lips are loaded up with kisses
She got kisses all around her hips
She got them criss-crossing her breasts
Keep playing that song
Don't let the band go home
I tell you God is gone
We are on our own
Yeah, here she comes
In a dress of red and yellow
Up the steps to our home
I got something to tell her
I say, I say, b-b-b-b-b-baby!
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ah! Yea-a-a-a-h! Uh-huh!
0 b-b-b-baby!
A-a-a-ah here she comes!
See her down on the street
Well, yeah, she's mine, supine
Or up on her feet
Yeah, here she comes
Through the dog-breath heat
With her concertina spine
And her ballerina feet
Under a punishing sun
Under a red and green umbrella
Call her name and beat the drum
Through the condominiums and the favelas
God is gone. We got to get a new one
Not lock Him down in cathedrals and cages
I found the eternal woman
The fire that leapt from Solomon's pages
O,baby, here she comes
My righteous, ringless bride
She is the soul of an ailing continent
She is Latin America's pride
There she runs, through the rain
Through cities of packed dirt and bone
She's prepared to accept the burden of the world's great pain
Ah, here she comes
I will love her for all time
In her little, small floral skirt, so short
Defying rhythm, defying rhyme
The cats are crying like babies
Up and down the alleys
The kids are howling like cats
With not enough in their bellies
Here, she's gaily tripping through the streets
Cats and kids stop to stare
The kids all band their guitars
They shoot their guns into the air
She don't carry no gun
Her lips are loaded up with kisses
She got kisses all around her hips
She got them criss-crossing her breasts
Keep playing that song
Don't let the band go home
I tell you God is gone
We are on our own
Yeah, here she comes
In a dress of red and yellow
Up the steps to our home
I got something to tell her
I say, I say, b-b-b-b-b-baby!
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ah! Yea-a-a-a-h! Uh-huh!
0 b-b-b-baby!
A-a-a-ah here she comes!