Hold on to Yourself

Nick Cave and the bad seeds

I'm so far away from you
 Pacing up and down my room
 Does Jesus only love a man who loses?
 I turn on the radio
 There's some cat on the saxophone
 Laying down a litany of excuses
 There's madhouse longing in my baby's eyes
 She rubs the lamp between her thighs
 And hopes the genie comes out singing
 She lives in some forgotten song
 And moves like she is zombie-strong
 Breathes steady as the pendulum keeps swinging

You better hold on to yourself

Well, cities rust and fall to ruin
 Factories close and cars go cruising
 In around the borders of her vision
 She says ooh
 As Jesus makes the flowers grow
 All around the scene of her collision

You know I would, yes, I would
 I would hold on to yourself

In the middle of the night
 I try my best to chase outside
 The phantoms and the ghosts and fairy-girls
 On 1001 nights like these
 She mutters open sesame and Ali Baba and his forty thieves
 Launch her off the face of the world

You know one day I'll come back and I'd hold on to yourself
 To yourself, I'd hold on to yourself

Ooh baby, I'm a 1000 miles away
 And I just don't know what to say
 Cause Jesus only loves a man who bruises
 But darling, we can clearly see
 It's all life and fire and lunacy
 And excuses and excuses and excuses

Well, you know if I could, I would
 I'd lie right down and I'd hold on to yourself
 Yeah, I would lie right down and I would hold on to yourself
 One day I'll come back to you and I'd hold on to yourself
 Yeah, I'm gonna come back, gonna lie down
 And I would hold on to yourself
 Yeah, to yourself