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And I'll ask for nothing and went all tropical When he wrote Chinese Rocks There she goes, my beautiful world The trembling moon and the stars unfurled I will peel you grapes Send that stuff on down to me Deep in our hearts know it There she goes, my beautiful world Nabokov wrote on index cards, There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes again John Willmot penned his poetry riddled with the pox Nabakov wrote on index cards, at a lectem, in his socks St. John of the Cross did his best stuff imprisoned in a box I'll ask for nothing There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes again So if you got a trumpet, get on your feet, brother, and blow it If you've got a field, that don't yield, well get up and hoe it I look at you and you look at me and deep in our hearts know it That you weren't much of a muse, Lyrics for There She Goes, My Beautiful World (edit) by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. 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Lyrics to "There She Goes, My Beautiful World" by NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS: The wintergreen, the juniper / The cornflower and the chicory / All the words you said to me / Still vibrating in the air / The elm, the ash and the linden tree / The dark and deep, enchanted sea / … I just want to move, So if you got a trumpet, get on your feet, The cornflower and the chicory St. Vincent's hospital, I will kneel at your feet I'll ask for nothing Send that stuff on down to me Oh come on There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes again So if you got a trumpet, get on your feet, Brother, and blow it If you've got a field, that don't yield, Well get up and hoe it I look at you and you look at me and Deep in our hearts know it That you weren't much of a muse, I will kneel at your feet I'm just lying on my bed with nothing in my head, Send that stuff on down to me Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: The wintergreen, the juniper The dark and deep, enchanted sea I will lie at your door deep in our hearts know it There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes again So if you got a trumpet, get on your feet, brother, and blow it If you've got a field, that don't yield, well get up and hoe it I look at you and you look at me and deep in our hearts know it That you weren't much of a muse, The elm, the ash and the linden tree Choose one of the browsed There She Goes, My Beautiful World . 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