Текст песни Your Funeral... My Trial

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

One thousand Marys lured me into gullies damped with clover
Bird with crooked wing cast it's wicked shadow overNick Cave & The Bad Seed - Your Funeral... My Trial - http://ru.motolyrics.com/nick-cave-and-the-bad-seed/your-funeral-my-trial-lyrics.html
The 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