Chords for Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - The Mercy Seat - Live in Copenhagen

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I began to [Bm] warm and chill [Em] _
to [Bm] objects and their [Em] feels.
A ragged comb and a [G] twisted mop, [Em]
the face of Jesus [G] in my soup.
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Those sinister [Bm] dinner deals, [Em] _
a meal [Bm] trolleys wicked [Em] wheels, _
a hog bone [Bm] rising from my [Em] food, _ all [Bm] things good or ungood.
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And the mercy seat is waiting and I think my [F#m] head is burning.
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In a way I'm yearning to [D] be done with all this weighing of the [Dm] truth.
And I'm for an eye and a tooth [F] for a tooth, and in a way I told [C]
the truth and I'm not afraid [Em] _
to die. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ Interpret, silent, can't log, a blackened tooth, a scarlet fog,
a walls of bad [G] black butter [Em] kind, they are the [Bm] sick breath of [Em]
mine.
They are the sick breath of mine.
They [Bm] are the sick breath of [Em]
mine.
They are the sick breath of mine.
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_ And I hear stories from [B] the chamber how Christ was born into a [A] manger,
an axe and a ragged stranger [D]
died upon the cross.
And might I [Dm] say it seems so fitting in [F] his way he was a culprit of [C] a trade,
or at least that's what [Em] I'm _ told.
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [Em] _ My killing [Bm] intended evil, [Em] I'd cross his [Bm] brother's fist.
_ _ [Em] _ That filthy five did nothing to challenge or [G] _ _ [Em] refuse.
In heaven is slow, there's a bed of gold, and the ark of his testament is stone.
The scroll from which I've known [D] all history does unfold.
[G] Down here [Dm] in some native of a wooden wild, [F] and my body is on fire.
_ [C] Them goddess are never [Em] far away.
Into the mercy I see the [Bm] cry, I hear the shaper in [A] his choir.
[Em] Like a mouth that [D] tries to infill the bride, I so [Dm] I go shopping out alive.
And this [F] car hiding to _ Hawaii.
[C] _ Never, never, never will be undone.
[Em] _ I'll kill him, [Bm] it's called [Em] evil.
Where's the wicked man that's gonna _ disallow suffering shackles?
You know, you know that a reverend will be like that.
In the mercy seat is the way they look.
I don't think my head is the burden [A] of it in a way I do.
Should [D] be done with, oh, that's the way it happened.
[Dm] _ And I, boy, I had [F] a two-person, and it didn't weigh an axe or a [C] box.
_ And I'm not afraid to [Em] die.
Now the mercy seat is the way they look.
And I think my head is bouncing in a [F#] way it's comfort.
To [D] be done with all these locks of the [Dm] spring.
And I, boy, I had a two [F]-person, and it didn't weigh an axe [C] or a box.
And I'm not afraid [Em] to die.
Now the mercy seat is the way they look.
And I think my head is boiling [A] in a way that's spoiling.
[D] All the stuff I own, locks of _ [Dm] _ disbelief.
And I, for an eye and a tooth [F] for a tooth, can't get away, and so [C] can't you.
And I'm not afraid to [Em] die.
Now the mercy seat is the way they look.
And I think my head is [Am] burning in a way I'm yearning.
[D] To be done with all these locks of [Dm] disbelief.
A lie for a lie, and a truth [F] for a truth, can't get away.
There [C] was no you, and I'm not afraid, I'm not [Em] alive. _
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