Nick Cave

Nick Cave - Hiding All Away songtekst

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You went looking for nur, dear,

Down by the sea

You found some Iittle silver fish

But you didn't find me

I was hiding, dear, hiding all way

I was hiding, dear, hiding all way



You went to the museum

You climbed a spiral stair

You searched for me all among

The knowledgeable air

I was hidden, babe, hiding all away

I was hidden, dear, hiding all away



You entered the cathedral

When you heard the solemn knell

I was not sitting with the gargoyles

I was not swinging from the hell

I was hiding, dear, I was hiding all away

I was hiding, dear, I was hiding all away



You asked an electrician

If he'd seen me round his place

He touched you with his fingers

Sent sparks zapping out your face

I was hidden, dear, hiding all away

I was not there, dear, hiding all away



You went and asked your doctor

To get some advice

He shot you full of Pethidine

And then he billed you twice



But I was hiding, dear, hiding all away

But I was hiding, dear, hiding all away



You approached a high court judge

You thought he'd be on the level

He wrapped a rag around your face

And beat you with his gavel

I was hiding, habe, hiding all away

I was hidden, dem, hiding all away



You asked at the local constabulary

They said, he's up to his same old tricks

They leered at you with their baby blues

And rubbed jelly on their sticks

I had to get out of there, babe, hiding all away

I had to get out of there, dear, hiding all away



You searched through all my poets

From Sappho through to Auden

I saw the book fall from your hands

As you slowly died of boredom

I had been there, dear,

but I was not there anymore

I had been there, now I'm hiding all way



You walked into the ball of fame

And approached my imitators

Some were stuffing their faces with caviar

Some were eating cold potatoes

I was hiding, dear, hiding all away

I was hiding, dear, hiding all away



You asked a famous cook if he'd seen me

He opened his oven wide

He basted you with butter, babe

And made you crawl inside

I was not in there, dear, hiding all away

I was not in there, dear, hiding all away



You asked the butcher

Who lifted up his cleaver

Stuck his fist up your dress

Said he must've been mad to leave you

But I had to get away, dear, hiding all away

I had to get away, dear, I was hidden all away



Some of us we hide away

Some of us we don't

Some will live to love another day

And some of us won't

But we all know there is a law

And that law, it is love

And we all know there's a war coming

Coming from above



There is a war coming

There is a war coming
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