The Six Strings That Drew Blood Lyrics - Nick Cave & The Bad Seed

Guitar thug blew into town 

His eyes like wheels, spinnin' round 

Jerkin' off at every sound 

Layin' all his crosses down, oh yeah 

He got six strings 

The six strings that drew blood 

He got six strings 

Six strings that drew blood 

The bar is full of Holy-Joes 

A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria 

'Round the neck of our consumptive rose 

Is the root of all his sorrows, yeah 

He got six strings 

Six strings that drew blood 

He got six strings, yeah 

Six strings that drew blood 

A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria 

Holy-hole-a-whole-aria 

Holy-hole-a-whole-aria 

The six strings that drew blood 

In the bathroom, under cover 

He turns on one tap to discover 

He's smashed his teeth out on the other 

Well, he look in the mirror and say 

Don't fuck me brother, ohh 

'Cause I've got six strings 

Yeah, six strings that drew blood 

I got six strings 

Six strings that drew blood 

Numbin' the runt of reputation 

They call rat fame, top-E as a tourniquet 

A low tune whistles across his grave 

Forever the master and the slave 

Of his six strings 

A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria 

Holy-hole-a-whole-aria 

A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria 

Six strings that drew blood