O'Malley's Bar, Pt. 2

Nick Cave/Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds

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Oh my God Oh yeah. Oh yeah. I said oh yeah I have no free will I sing As a flew about the murder Mrs. Richard home she screamed Well, you really should have heard her I sang, and I laughed I howled, and I wept I panted and I squealed I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes Who used her husband as a shield He screamed "You are an evil man!" And I paused a while to wonder If I have no free will Then how can I be morally culpable I wonder I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach And it felt good to take your life I'm not sure, but I think that he thanked me As he laid down next to his wife It's nice to be nice I replied to him And he gave the little cough Oh yeah it's nice to be nice And I neatly aimed and blew his head completely off I've lived in this town for thirty years To no one, I am a stranger And I put new bullets in my gun Chamber upon chamber When I turn my gun on a bird like Mr. Brooks I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows And as I shut down the youthful Richardson It was Sebastian I thought of and his arrow Oh my God Oh my God He shot him in the boop head I said, I want to introduce myself And I am glad that you all came And I left up up on the bar And I shouted out my name Well, Jerry bellows, he hugged his stool Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed And with an ashtray as big as a really bloody big rig I split his skull in half This hurts me more than it hurts you I said And I sat on the bar and cried And for a strange moment, no one moved or spoke And they all sat blank back for a while It's nice to be nice I said again And well it is, and that's a fact I smiled and Henry Davenport And I think Henry Davenport smiled back Well, from the position I was sitting The strangest thing I ever saw The bullet entered through the top of Henry's chest And blew his bowels out on the floor Well, I floated down the counter A showing no remorse I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter A recently divorced The remorse. I felt the remorse I had come to everything From the ravens hair upon my head To the feathers on my wings Ah, Life is grand I shouted But death is just the best And I glided to the bodies And kill the fat man Vincent West Who sat quietly in his chair A grown man become a child And I raise the gun up to his head Executioner style He made no attempt to resist So fat and dull and lazy Didn't know I live in your street I cried And he looked at me like I was crazy Oh He said I had no idea He grew as quiet as a mouse And the roar of the pistol when it went off It blew the roof right off the house Oh my God Oh my God He shot him in the boop fracking head