tek kelimeyle "mükemmel" bir
nick cave and the bad seeds şarkısı. kanımın bu kadar kaynadığı başka bir
nick cave and the bad seeds şarkısı olmamıştır herhalde. şarkının
lazarus'un hikayesine bambaşka bir açıdan bakan, öykü anlatır gibi ilerleyen güzel sözleri ise şöyle:
dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, back in that hole
larry made his nest up in the autumn branches
built from nothing but high hopes and thin air
collected up some baby blasted mothers
they took their chances and for a while
they lived quite happily up there
he came from new york city man
but he couldn't take the pace
he thought it was like a dog-eat-dog world
but he went to san francisco
spent a year in outer-space
with a sweet little san franciscan girl
i can hear my mother wailing
and a whole lot of scraping of chairs
i don't know what it is, but there's definitely something going on upstairs
[dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, back in that hole]
(i want you to dig
i want you to dig)
yeah, new york city, he had to get out of there
and san francisco, well, i don't know
and then to l.a.
* , where he spent about a day
he thought even the pale sky-stars were smart enough to keep well away from l.a.
meanwhile larry made up names for the ladies
like ms. boo and ms. quick
he stockpiled weapons and took pot shots in the air
he feasted on their lovely bodies like a lunatic
and wrapped himself up in their soft yellow hair
i can hear chants and incantations
and some guy is mentioning me in his prayers
well, i don't know what it is, but there's definitely something going on upstairs
[dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, back in that hole]
(i want you to dig
i want you to dig
i want you to dig)
well new york city man,
san francisco, l.a., i don't know
but larry grew increasing neurotic and obscene
i mean, he, he never asked to be raised up from the tomb
i mean, no one ever actually asked him to forsake his dreams
anyway, to cut a long story short
fame finally found him
mirrors became his torturers
cameras snapped him at every chance
the women all went back to their homes and their husbands
with secret smiles in the corners of their mouths
he ended up, like so many of them do, back in the streets of new york city
in a soup queue
a dope fiend
a slave
then prison
then the mad house
then the grave
oh, poor larry!
but what do we really know of the dead
and who actually cares?
well, i don't know what it is, but there's definitely something going on upstairs
[dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, lazarus
dig yourself, back in that hole]
(i want you to dig
i want you to dig
i want you to dig)
***
önemsiz not: şarkının klibinde sözlerin bir kısmı kesilmiş, şarkı azıcık kırpılmış ve kısaltılmıştır. lakin--bıyıktan mıdır bilinmez--
nick cave klipte her an hayatın sırrını verecekmiş gibi durmaktadır. sanki. galiba.
