Unreleased poem by Nick Cave (from "One more time with feeling"). Here I am the Moonlight Man with a six-barrel shooter But I’m not 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 a 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 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 fuck   Here I come up the elevator Sixty floors hoping I don’t get stuck   And everyone out here does mean And everyone out here does pain But 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 spine lashed, long legged lovely young thing Call me a cab, 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 fuckers 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 blood porn 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

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