Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Wild God Chords

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Verse 1D..Once upon a tFime, a wild GCod zAmoomed
BmAll through his mGemory in which he was eCntombed
It was rDape and pFillage in the retCirement vilAmlage
But in his mBmind he was a mGan of great virtue and coCurage
And he flDew out the wiFndow with his loCng, trailing hAmair
And the sBmmoke from the bGodies went straight up in tChe air
He was a wiDld God searching fFor what all wCild Gods are seAmarching for
And he fBmlew through the dyGing city like a prehistoric bCird
He went seDarching for the giFrl down on JCubilee StrAmeet
But she'd dBmied in a bedsGit in 19C93
So he flDew to the top of the wForld and looked aroCund
And said, "WAmhere are my people? WBmhere are my peGople to bring your spirit doCwn?"Instrumental BreakAm....G...Am....G.
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Verse 2D..A wild GFod searching fCor a faraway gAmirl
Who was bBmasically a mirGage but nevertheless loComed large
She would haDng under the rFail as he blCew 'round the rAmoom
And make lBmove with a kiGnd of efficient glCoom
And the peDople on the groFund cried, "WhCen does it sAmtart?"
And the wBmild God says, "It staGrts with a heart, with a heart, with a heCart, with a heart"
And the peDople on the grFound cried, "WhCen does it eAmnd?"
And the wBmild God says, "Well, it depGends, but it mostly never eCnds
'Cause I'm a wDild God flFying and a wiCld God swAmimming
And I'm an Bmold, sick GGod dying and crCying and singing"OutroBring your spirit dAmown
GOh, we're wild Gods, baby, we're wAmild Gods.G.
Yeah, bring your spirit dAmown.G.
Oh, well, he's mCoving through the flames of anarchy
And he's moDving through the winds of tyranny
And the swFeet, sweet tears of liberty, yGeah, moving 'round the wAmorld.G.
He's moving through your bAmody like a prehistoric bGird
He's moving 'round the wAmorld.G.
Oh Lord, well, if you're feeling lConely and if you're feeling bDlue
And if you just don't know what to Fdo
BrGing your spirit dAmown
OGh, we're wild Gods, baby, we're wAmild GodsG.
I'm a wild God, baby, I'm a wild AmGod
Oh, heGre we go, we're going to the cradle of ACfrica
We're going to RussDia, we're going to China
To the UnFited States of America
YGeah, moving 'round the wAmorld, yeGah, moving like a gAmreat, big, beautiful bGird
We're moving 'round the wAmorld
YeGah, and he's swimming at the end of the roCtting pier
He swims to the eDnd of his rotting idea
SwFim to the hymn, swim to the prayer
And brGing your spirit dAmown.G.
I'm a wild God, baby, I'm a wild GAmod..G.
Well, here we go, yeah, hAmere we go.G.