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Steve McQueen Video (MV)




Performed By: Nick Cave
Featuring: the Bad Seeds
Language: English
Length: 3:49
Written by: Nicholas Cave




Nick Cave - Steve McQueen Lyrics
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[ Featuring the Bad Seeds ]

Here I am the Moonlight Man with my six-barrel shooter
I'm Steve McQueen
Call me a cab I'm that kinda guy, I have a dream
Sometimes I get the elevator to the top of the Burj Al Arab
And shoot my guns across Dubai
Bang, bang, bang, I'm that kinda guy

But mostly I curl up inside my typewriter
Curl up inside my typewriter and wish that I could die

Your legs are so long they should come with their own elevator
Don't worry darling I'll be coming around to see you later
Because between you and me and my best friend the housefly
I'm Steve McQueen with a big, beautiful dream

I am God
I am God thinking about God thinking about Steve McQueen

It's for me the sirens and the sylphs do their twilight pining
And on Saturday night I walk on someone else's stomach lining
Up and down the street, call me a cab, call me a cab
No, I'm a housefly called God and I don't give a f*ck

Here I come up the elevator
Sixty floors, hoping I don't get stuck

And everyone out there does mean
And everyone out there does pain
And someone's gotta sing the stars
And someone's gotta sing the rain

I'm the atomizer
I'm the vaporizer
I turn everything to crud
I like it here in your flesh and blood
I'm the elevator man don't you see?
You're a spider lashed, long legged lovely young thing
Call me a cab, and I'll drive to the top of the Burj Al Arab
And fire my guns across your stomach

Because someone's gotta sing the stars
And someone's gotta sing the rain
And someone's gotta sing the blood
And someone's gotta sing the pain

Watch out you f*ckers
I've got my six shooter and my housefly on a lead
I'm Burj al-McQueen
And I'm coming to make every last one of you bleed

God is great, chances are
God is good, well I wouldn't go that far

I'm Steve McQueen the atrocity man
With my strap-on bloodborne dream

But mostly I curl up inside my typewriter with my housefly and cry
I tell my housefly not to cry
My housefly tells me not to die

Because someone's gotta sing the stars
And someone's gotta sing the rain
And someone's gotta sing the blood
And someone's gotta sing the pain

Someone's gotta sing the stars
Someone's gotta sing the rain

Yeah, that's me
Riding my housefly
Up and down your dream
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Here I am the Moonlight Man with my six-barrel shooter
I'm Steve McQueen
Call me a cab I'm that kinda guy, I have a dream
Sometimes I get the elevator to the top of the Burj Al Arab
And shoot my guns across Dubai
Bang, bang, bang, I'm that kinda guy

But mostly I curl up inside my typewriter
Curl up inside my typewriter and wish that I could die

Your legs are so long they should come with their own elevator
Don't worry darling I'll be coming around to see you later
Because between you and me and my best friend the housefly
I'm Steve McQueen with a big, beautiful dream

I am God
I am God thinking about God thinking about Steve McQueen

It's for me the sirens and the sylphs do their twilight pining
And on Saturday night I walk on someone else's stomach lining
Up and down the street, call me a cab, call me a cab
No, I'm a housefly called God and I don't give a f*ck

Here I come up the elevator
Sixty floors, hoping I don't get stuck

And everyone out there does mean
And everyone out there does pain
And someone's gotta sing the stars
And someone's gotta sing the rain

I'm the atomizer
I'm the vaporizer
I turn everything to crud
I like it here in your flesh and blood
I'm the elevator man don't you see?
You're a spider lashed, long legged lovely young thing
Call me a cab, and I'll drive to the top of the Burj Al Arab
And fire my guns across your stomach

Because someone's gotta sing the stars
And someone's gotta sing the rain
And someone's gotta sing the blood
And someone's gotta sing the pain

Watch out you f*ckers
I've got my six shooter and my housefly on a lead
I'm Burj al-McQueen
And I'm coming to make every last one of you bleed

God is great, chances are
God is good, well I wouldn't go that far

I'm Steve McQueen the atrocity man
With my strap-on bloodborne dream

But mostly I curl up inside my typewriter with my housefly and cry
I tell my housefly not to cry
My housefly tells me not to die

Because someone's gotta sing the stars
And someone's gotta sing the rain
And someone's gotta sing the blood
And someone's gotta sing the pain

Someone's gotta sing the stars
Someone's gotta sing the rain

Yeah, that's me
Riding my housefly
Up and down your dream
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Writer: Nicholas Cave
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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