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My Trial is the fourth studio album by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, released on 3 November 1986 by Mute Records. Your Funeral... My Trial was originally released as a double EP. The album was issued on CD with a different running order and the additional track "Scum".
Jul 21, 2021 · Provided to YouTube by Mute, a BMG Company Your Funeral My Trial (2009 Remaster) · Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds Your Funeral... My Trial ℗ 2009 Mute Records Ltd., a BMG Company Released...
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Nov 16, 2023 · Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Your Funeral My Trial (Official Audio) - YouTube. 409K subscribers. Subscribed. 71. 3.1K views 2 months ago. Subscribe to the Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds YouTube...
Your Funeral, My Trial Lyrics: 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...
My Trial (Full Album, 2010 Remaster) M.A. Freund. 649 subscribers. Subscribed. 1.3K. 198K views 10 years ago. The remastered & expanded edition of The Bad Seeds' 4th album, originally released...
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Oct 1, 2023 · In the chorus, Cave repeatedly sings, “Your funeral, my trial,” conveying a sense of being trapped in a cycle of grief and introspection. The line suggests a certain guilt and responsibility, as if the protagonist feels accountable for the demise of the relationship.
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Your funeral, my trial. A thousand Marys lured me. To feathered beds and fields of clover. Bird with crooked wing cast. It’s wicked shadow over. A bauble moon did mock. And trinket stars did smile. Your funeral, my trial. Here I am, little lamb.