Chords for Nick Cave and the bad seeds - Mercy seat

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[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ I'll be here until [Bm] warm and chill, _ _ to objects in their field. _ _
[Em] _ Ragged cup and a [Bm] toasted mop, _ _ face of Jesus [Bm] in my soup.
_ [Em] _ _ Those sinister dinner deals, _ _ _ at meal trolleys, wicked wheels,
and [Em] a hot bone [Bm] _ arising from my food. _
All things good or ungood, _ _ and for _ mercy's she is waiting,
_ and I think my head is burning, _ and I'm yearning to [D] be done with all this waiting.
_ _ [Dm] _ And I've heard a lot of tut [F]-tut-tuts, and I've got nothing left to [C] lose. _ _
_ I'm not afraid to [Em] die, _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Em] _ _ interpret, _ [Bm] sign, and catalog.
[Em] A blackened [Bm] tooth is scarred for growth, the [G] walls [Bm] are bad, black, bottom [Em] kind.
They are the [Bm] sick breath in my eye.
_ They are the sick breath in my eye.
[Em] _ They are [Bm] the sick breath in my eye.
They are the sick breath gathering _ in my eye.
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_ _ I hear stories from the church, of how Christ was a born into a manger,
and like some ragged _ [D] stranger died upon the cross.
And mine eyes [Dm] see it seems so thin, and his [F] way he was in offensive _ [C] act.
I'm not afraid, _ at least that's what I'm [Em] told. _ _ _
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I couldn't tell evil, it crosses _ brother's midst. _ _ _ _
That truth is [Bm] fire, and it's nothing [Em] to challenge or resist. _ _ _
_ [Em] _ In heaven as a throne is a maid of gold, and the Ark of the Covenant's still Nancy's stone.
A stone from a wind-damped hole, [D] all history doesn't fold.
Down here [Dm] it's a maid of a wooden wire, and my [F] body is on fire.
_ [C] _ _ And God is a feather far away, [Em] _ and to the mercy she I cry.
My head is shaved, my hand is wired, and I gave [G] my flesh just to [D] enter the bright eye.
So I [Dm] go shuffling out of life, _ just [F] to hide in for a while.
_ _ [C] _ _ And anyway, I never [Em] left.
My kill [Bm] hand is called evil, [Em] _
where they went, [Bm] _ that's good.
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There's a long [Bm] suffering _ shackle, [Em] _ collaring all that [Bm] rebel blood.
[Em] _ And the mercy's seed is awaiting, _ and I think my head is burning.
And the way I live is to be [D] stuck with all of the weight and all [B] the guilt that I have for what I am.
_ [F] _ And I got nothing [C] left to lose, and I'm not afraid.
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ The seed is awaiting, _ and I think my head is burning.
And the [B] way I'm spine is [B] unbroken by all of the _ consequences.
_ [A] And I'm fine, I'm super-duper, and I got nothing _ [G] to lose, and I'm not afraid.
_ [Bm] _ And the _ mercy's seed is awaiting, _ _ _ _ _ _ and I'm not afraid.
And _ I'm not afraid.
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afraid.
I'm afraid of nothing. _ _ _ _ _
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