Bombscare ('94 US remix)
Nick Cave & The Bad Seed
Miscellaneous
Babe, I Got You Bad
Oh babe, I've got you bad,
Dreaming blood-wet dreams
Only mad men have;
Baby, I got you bad,
I wish to God I never had
And it a'makes me feels so sad,
Oh, baby I got you bad,
Yeah babe, I got you bad.
I long for your kiss,
The turn of your mouth
Your body is a long thing heading South
And I don't know what I'm talking about,
All my words don't matter
Oh baby, I got you bad.
The seasons have gone wrong,
And I lay me down in a bed of snow
Darling, since you've been gone,
Well, my hands they don't know where to go
And all my teeth are bared,
I got you so much I'm scared,
Oh baby, I got you bad.
With a sweep of my hand,
I undid all the plans
That exploded the moment I kissed you
On your small hot mouth
And your caramel limbs
Which are hymns to the glory that is you;
Look at me darling, it's sad sad sad
Oh look at me darling, it's sad sad sad,
But baby I got you bad.
Smoke bellowing from the bridges
And the rivers we swam in are boilin'
And my hands are reaching for you everywhere,
But you're not there, or you're recoiling
And a weary moon dangles from a cloud,
Oh darling I know it's not allowed
To say I've got you bad.
I got you bad...
Miscellaneous
Babe, I Got You Bad
Oh babe, I've got you bad,
Dreaming blood-wet dreams
Only mad men have;
Baby, I got you bad,
I wish to God I never had
And it a'makes me feels so sad,
Oh, baby I got you bad,
Yeah babe, I got you bad.
I long for your kiss,
The turn of your mouth
Your body is a long thing heading South
And I don't know what I'm talking about,
All my words don't matter
Oh baby, I got you bad.
The seasons have gone wrong,
And I lay me down in a bed of snow
Darling, since you've been gone,
Well, my hands they don't know where to go
And all my teeth are bared,
I got you so much I'm scared,
Oh baby, I got you bad.
With a sweep of my hand,
I undid all the plans
That exploded the moment I kissed you
On your small hot mouth
And your caramel limbs
Which are hymns to the glory that is you;
Look at me darling, it's sad sad sad
Oh look at me darling, it's sad sad sad,
But baby I got you bad.
Smoke bellowing from the bridges
And the rivers we swam in are boilin'
And my hands are reaching for you everywhere,
But you're not there, or you're recoiling
And a weary moon dangles from a cloud,
Oh darling I know it's not allowed
To say I've got you bad.
I got you bad...
Credits
Writer(s): S. O'keeffe, R. Playford, S. Colebrooke
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Other Album Tracks
- Back in the U.K. - Tom Wilson Remix
- What's Up (4B's mix)
- Mr. Vain (radio edit)
- Bombscare ('94 US remix)
- James Brown Is Dead
- Higher State of Consciousness (original Tweekin' Acid Funk edit)
- Mr. Kirk (Energize) (radio version)
- Reach (Alcatraz Lil' Mo Got Gang Banged)
- Jump!
- Swamp Thing - Southern Comfort Mix
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