1. 1% – Doomsday...Now!

Oh yeah... Oh yeah?... Oh yeah!...Goddammit!!!

Long years of labour
Endless months of rain
I 've been walking down that road
With a good deal of nothing to gain
I've learnt my lesson now,
I've learnt my lesson right
The only thing that I've got to lose, I'd sell...
I would sell for a fuckin' mite!

(Now you got that right!)

Goddamn the day when I was born
Cursed be the hour when they tore me from the
womb
Well, I will rise against my fate
And now...
You known...
And now you know you gotta face it!

Get it on, now you gotta get it on!
Get it on, now you gotta get it on!
Burning like a Doomsday Sun!
Get it on, now you gotta get it on!
Rock'n'Roll won't get you far!
Get it on, now you gotta get it on!

Long days of labour
Endless nights of rain
I've been walking down that road
With not one thing to gain
Never wanted to get that far
Never wanted to be noone
Never wanted to shine like a star, but burn...
Yes, burn like a Doomsday Sun!

(And I'm burnin'!)

Goddamn the day when I was born
Cursed be the hour when they forced me into this
world
Well, I defy my destiny
And now...You know
And now...You know
And now...C'mon, make my day!

Get it on, &c...........................

(Like an outlaw bandit...maker of the rules)

Get it on, &c...........................

2. Black Java

I don't wanna wake up in the morning
And find myself in a world of shit...
Don't wanna wake up in the morning
It's a different day but the same ol' shit...

Now you might think that it's a fuckin' joke But I
gotta live with it every day of my life!

I don't wanna have me another cup
But I still need to get my fix...
– Yeah, I gotta get my kicks
Though it burns a hole in my stomach
And a t times it makes me feel so fuckin' sick...
– But I still need to get my fix

Now you might think that it's a fuckin' joke
But I gotta live with it every day of my life!
Now you might think that it's a fuckin' joke
But I gotta live with it every day of my life!
(I said it once, and I'll say it again now...)
Now you might think that it's a fuckin' joke
But I gotta live!!!..............................

3. City Of Refuge

оригинал: Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

You better run You better run and run and run
You better run You better run
You better run to the City of Refuge
You better run You better run
You better run to the City of Refuge

You stand before your maker
In a state of shame
Because your robes are covered in mud
While your kneel at the feet
Of a woman of the street
The gutters will run with blood
They will run with blood!

You better run, you better run
You better run to the City of Refuge
You better run, you better run
You better run to the City of Refuge

In the days of madness
My brother, my sister
When you're dragged toward the Hell-mouth
You will beg at the end
But there ain't gonna be one, friend
For the grave will spew you out
It will spew you out!

You better run, you better run
You better run to the City of Refuge
You better run, you better run
You better run to the City of Refuge

You'll be working in the darkness
Against your fellow man
And you'll find you're called to come forth
So you'll scrub and you'll scrub
But the trouble is, bud
The blood it won't wash off
No, it won't come off!

You better run, you better run
You better run to the City of Refuge

You better run, you better run
You better run and run and run
You better run to the City of Refuge

4. The Sunday Song (The Everlasting – Pt. III)

5. Sanguinary Blues

Woe to thee... Children of the Night
Hear the sweetest music playing in your mind?
Who hath "The Understanding"?
Who knows "The Final Truth"?
Couldn't care much less no more...
So go and waste your youth

'Cause some were born to win and some they live
to lose!
Some live like they were kings but they are only
fools!
(damn fools)

The train kept a-rollin' 'til the bitter end
Dropped you down at a Dead-End Station to your
Living Hell
Can you see the light at the end of your tunnel?
Or at the end of your rainbow...
Is there a treasure there at all?

'Cause some were born to win and some they live
to lose!
Some live just by their will while some are slaves
for rules!
(no rules)
But there's one thing you can't choose...
Got the Sanguinary Blues!

So it goes... when you walk that road
Your story has been told before millennia ago
Remember that ol' tale about them Crossroads?
Well, take a look in your heart and you'll know that
it's true!
And what about those scars in your arms?
Go on – Come now – Just do it, son!!!

'Cause some were born to win and some they live
to lose!
Some live like they were kings but they are only
fools!
(you lose)
Yet this one thing you can't choose...
Got the Sanguinary Blues!

The train kept a-rollin'...

6. Many A Good Man

There's a man in the woods upon that hill
With a rope in his hands, with a will to kill some time...
To kill his only thing!
The thing that kept him moving on
In a life that was moving towards its end
From the beginning anyway...
The day is hot – He's so cold
He is too young – But feels so old
And far from being beautiful and bold!
Help – There ain't none for him
He's lost and he is done with it forever and for good
Made up his mind, oh yes!

Black soul – Blue skies
Cold sweat and dead inside
A wrong man in a big bad land
Where many a good man failed

There's a man in the woods upon that hill
Determined to be doing the right thing
He's got a mission to fulfill now!
'Cos everyone's got the right to be a sucker once or
twice
But this here man has lost his count so long a go!
That same ol' shit from day to day
What purpose does he have to stay here
Struggling one more day?
Well, get away...get away...
Them flies all buzzing round his neck
And sweat is running down like hell
While the sun is shining hotter than in ages!

Black soul – Blue skies
Cold sweat and dead inside
A wrong man in a big bad land
Where many a good man failed

He goes alone... He goes by his own way...
All alone in this vast land
Where many a good man failed

Now there's a man in the woods...just swinging in the
rain
They found him just today...
And noone seems to know his name or his face...

Black soul – Blue skies
Cold sweat and dead inside
Just a man in a big bad land
Where many a good man failed

They go alone...From cradle to their graves...
Every day in this vast land
Where many a good man failed