Mercy

Nick Cave and the bad seeds

I stood in the water
 In the middle month of winter
 My camel skin was torture
 I was in a state of nature
 The wind, sir, it was wicked
 I was so alone
 Just as I predicted
 My followers were gone

And I cried 'Mercy'
 Have mercy upon me
 And I got down on my knees

Thrown into a dungeon
 Bread and water was my portion
 Faith - my only weapon
 To rest the devil's legion
 The speak-hole would slide open
 A viper's voice would plead
 Thick with innuendo
 Syphilis and Greed

And she cried 'Mercy'
 Have mercy upon me
 And I told her to get down on her knees

In a garden full of roses
 My hands, tied behind me
 My cousin was working miracles
 I wondered if he'd find me
 The moon was turned toward me
 Like a platter made of gold
 My death, it almost bored me
 So often was it told

And I cried 'Mercy'
 I cried mercy on me
 Cryind 'Mercy'
 Have mercy on me