Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

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I am a crooked man
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And I've walked a crooked mile
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Night, the shameless widow
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Doffed her weeds, in a pile
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The stars all winked at me
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They shamed a child
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Your funeral, my trial

One thousand Marys lured me
Into gullies damp with clover
Bird with crooked wing cast
Its wicked shadow over
A bauble moon did mock
And trinket stars did smile
Your funeral, my trial

Here I am, little lamb
Let all the bells in whoredom ring
All the crooked bitches that she was
Mongers of pain
Saw the moon
Become a fang
Your funeral, my trial
Your funeral, my trial
Your funeral, my trial