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You don't have no self-respect You feel like an insect Well, don't you worry, buddy, cause here he comes Through the ghettos and the barrio And the barry and the slum His shadow is cast wherever he stands Stacks of green paper in his red right hand

Był to oczywiście zespół Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds z kawałkiem pt.

Red Right Hand.

Red Right Hand pochodzi z albumu o nazwie Let's Love In z 1994 roku, choć domyślam się, że większość z Was piosenkę może kojarzyć z czołówki brytyjskiego serialu Peaky Blinders.

I posłuchamy teraz jeszcze jednej ich piosenki, ale z gościnnym udziałem PJ Harvey, czyli Henry Lee z tajemniczego albumu Murder Ballads z 96.

Get down, get down, little Henry Lee And stay all night with me You won't find a girl in this damn world That will compare with me The wind did howl and the wind did blow La la la la la, la la la la lee

Come, take him by his lily-white hands Come, take him by his feet And throw him in this deep, deep well That's more than one hundred feet In the wind it howls, in the wind it blows La la la la la, la la la la la leaves

That blue-eyed girl She said no more And that blue-eyed girl Became blue-eyed whore Down by the water I took her hand Just like my daughter

Instant correlation sucks and breeds a pack of lies.

Oversaturation curls the skin and tans the hide.

Bring me home To this house of many days Just lay me on the floor Hard and cool asleep You know I love it more and more Than before I ran

The world is small enough for both of us To meet upon the interstate Waiting on a train And just when those big arms lift up

You said it was dangerous every Sunday And I know you love me In things I just became famous And that's how you messed me up But it's wrong How could I possibly know what I want When I was only 21 There's millions of people To offer advice and say how I should be

They're twisted and they will never be.

You know how it is and how a pregnancy can change you.

All I want to do is just sit here and write it all down and rest for a while.

Everyone can see what's going on They laugh cause they know they're untouchable Not because what I said was wrong Yeah, but it may rain I will live by my own policies I will sleep with a clear conscience I will sleep in peace

Maybe it sounds mean But I really don't think so You asked for the truth and I Told you Through their own words They will be exposed And they got a southern case Of the Emperor's new clothes

Wysłuchaliśmy przed chwilą piosenki pod tytułem The Emperor's New Clothes autorstwa irlandzkiej wokalistki Shind O'Connor.