Brother, My Cup is Empty

Nick Cave and the bad seeds

Brother, my cup is empty
 And I haven't got a penny
 For to buy no more whiskey
 I have to go home

I am the captain of my pain
 Tis the bit, the bridle,
 The trashing cane
 The stirrup, the harness
 The whipping mane
 The pickled eye
 The shrinking brain
 O brother, buy me one more drink
 I'll explain the nature of my pain
 Yes, let me tell you once again
 I am the captain of my pain

O brother, my cup is empty
 And I haven't got a penny
 For to buy no more whiskey
 I have to go home

I cannot blame it all on her
 To blame her all would be a lie
 For many a night I lay awake
 And wished that I could watch her die
 To see her accusing finger spurt
 To see flies swarm her hateful eye
 To watch her groaning in the dirt
 To see her clicking tongue crack dry
 O brother, buy me one more drink
 One more drink and then goodbye
 And do not mock me when I say
 Let's drink one more before I die

O brother, my cup is empty
 And I haven't got a penny
 For to buy no more whiskey
 I have to go home

Well I've been sliding down on rainbows
 Well I've been swinging from the stars
 Now this wretch in beggars clothing
 Bangs his cup across the bars
 Look, this cup of mine is empty!
 Seems I've misplaced my desires
 Seems I'm sweeping up the ashes
 Of all my former fires
 So brother, be a brother
 And fill this tiny cup of mine
 And please, sir, make it whiskey
 For I have no head for wine

O brother, my cup is empty
 And I haven't got a penny
 For to buy no more whiskey
 I have to go home

I counted up my blessings
 And counted only one
 One tiny little blessing
 And now that blessings gone
 So buy me one more drink, my brother
 Then I'm taking to the road
 Yes, I'm taking to the rain
 I'm taking to the snow
 O my friend, my only brother
 Do not let the party grieve
 So throw a dollar onto the bar
 Now kiss my ass and leave

O brother, my cup is empty
 And I haven't got a penny
 For to buy no more whiskey
 I have to go home