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Matches in DBpedia 2016-04 for { ?s ?p "The Carny is a song by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds appearing on their fourth studio album Your Funeral... My Trial. It was written by Nick Cave and was recorded in August 1986 at Hansa Tonstudio and Strongroom.The lyrics go as follows:And no-one saw the Carny goAnd the weeks flew byUntil they moved on the showLeaving his caravan behindIt was parked out on the south east ridgeAnd as the company crossed the bridgeWith the first rain filling the bone-dry river bedIt shone, just so, upon the edgeaway, away we're sad to sayDog-boy, Atlas, Man-drake, the geeks, the hired handsThere was not one among them that did not cast an eye behindIn the hope that the Carny would return to his own kindThe Carny left behind a horse so skin and bone that he'd named SorrowAnd it was a shallow unmarked graveThat that old nag was laidIn the then parched meadowAnd it was the dwarves that were given the task of digging the ditchAnd laying the nag's carcass in the groundwhile boss Bellini, waved his smoking pistol 'roundSaying The nag was dead meatWe can't afford to carry dead weightThe whole company standing aboutNot making a soundAnd turning to the dwarves on the enclosured gatethe boss says bury this lump of crow baitAnd the rain came hammering downEverybody running for their wagonsTying all the canvas flaps downThe mangy cats growling in their cagesThe bird-girl flapping and squawkening aroundThe whole valley reeking of wet beastWet beast and rotten, sodden hayFreak and brute creation all packed up and on their wayThe three dwarves peering through their wagon's hindMoses says to Noah We shoulda dugga deepa oneTheir grissom faces like dying moonsStill dirty from the digging doneAnd Charlie the Atlas to the three said\"I guess the Carny ain't gonna show\"And they were silent for a spellwishing they'd done a better job at burrying SorrowAnd the company'd passed from the valley into higher groundThe rain beat on the ridge and on the meadow and on the moundUntil nothing was left, nothing left at allExcept the body of Sorrow that rose in timeTo float upon the surface of the eaten soilAnd a murder of crows did circle 'roundFirst one, then the others flapping blackly downAnd the Carny's van still sat upon the edgeTilting slowly as the firm ground turned to sludgeAnd the rain it hammered downAnd the rain it hammered downAnd the rain it hammered downAnd the rain it hammered downAnd no-one saw the Carny goAnd no-one saw the Carny goAnd no-one saw the Carny goI say its funny how things go"@en }

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