bazen birisi bir sarki yapar, ama sarki kendisini baskasinda bulur, sonradan soyleyen oyle bir yorumlar ki, sarki bu yorumcunun olur adeta. ornegin all along the watchtower. bir bob dylan sarkisidir ve bob dylan'in tipik konusur gibi soyledigi, one cikmayan parcalarindandir. ama jimmy hendrix oyle bir soyler ki, sarkidan resmen enerji fiskirir, tabanca gibidir hendrix yorumu. benim icin sarki artik hendrix sarkisidir. yine bir leonard cohen sarkisi olan hallelujah da bu sekilde jeff buckleynin olmustur.

bence mercy seat de artik bir johhn cash sarkisidir. nitekim nick cave de oyle hissetmis olacak ki sarkiyi konserlerinde "bir johnny cash sarkisi" olarak sunuyormus (bkz: #4020867). (bkz: orijinalinden iyi olan coverlar)

(simitci - 14 Şubat 2008 20:10)

prison break soundtrack albümünde yer almış olan şarkıdır. (bkz: #10394850)

(zeq - 3 Ocak 2009 13:49)

gun icerisinde bir kere dinlense bile beyinde surekli yer edecek bir potansiyele sahip, asmis muzigi ve sozleri ile bunyeyi bir sureligine bu fani dunyadan soyutlayabilecek bir saheserdir.

(hulahoptereyagliballiekmek - 14 Şubat 2009 09:31)

kafa güzelken dinlenirken kendine feci kitleyen ve asla bitmeyen muhteşem eser.alır götürür. kimin nerede olduğu bilinmez ama bittiği zaman ''huh'' dedirtir.çünkü herkes geri gelmiştir.

(bkz: bu da böyle bir anımdır)

(kafadanbacakli - 16 Temmuz 2009 00:30)

johnny cash yorumunda sözlerde ufak oynamalar ve johnny cash'in fazla gördüğü kısımları çıkartması ile kısaltmalar olan (nick cave'in de dediği gibi) bir johnny cash şarkısı.

it all began when they took me from my home
and put me on death row,
a crime for which i am totally innocent, you know.

i began to warm and chill
to objects and their fields,
a ragged cup, a twisted mop
the face of jesus in my soup
those sinister dinner deals
the meal trolley's wicked wheels
a hooked bone rising from my food
and all things either good or ungood.

and the mercy seat is waiting
and i think my head is burning
and in a way i'm yearning
to be done with all this weighing of the truth.
an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth
and anyway i told the truth
and i'm not afraid to die.

i hear stories from the chamber
christ was born into a manger
and like some ragged stranger
he died upon the cross
might i say, it seems so fitting in its way
he was a carpenter by trade
or at least that's what i'm told

my kill-hand's
tatooed e.v.i.l. across it's brother's fist
that filthy five! they did nothing to challenge or resist.

in heaven his throne is made of gold
the ark of his testament is stowed
a throne from which i'm told
all history does unfold.
it's made of wood and wire
and my body is on fire
and god is never far away.

into the mercy seat i climb
my head is shaved, my head is wired
and like a moth that tries
to enter the bright eye
i go shuffling out of life
just to hide in death awhile
and anyway i never lied.

and the mercy seat is waiting
and i think my head is burning
and in a way i'm yearning
to be done with all this weighing of the truth.
an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth
and anyway i told the truth
and i'm not afraid to die

and the mercy seat is burning
and i think my head is glowing
and in a way i'm hopin'
to be done with all this twistin' of the truth.
an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth
and any way there was no proof
and i'm not afraid to die

and the mercy seat is glowing
and i think my head is smoking
and in a way i'm hopin'
to be done with all these looks of disbelief.
a life for a life
and a truth for a truth
and i've got nothin' left to loose.
and i'm not afraid to die

and the mercy seat is smoking
and i think my head is melting
and in a way that's helpin'
to be done with all this twistin' of the truth
an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth
and any way i told the truth
but i'm afraid i told a lie.

(paganini - 26 Aralık 2010 12:47)

nick cave'in tender prey albumunun acilis sarkisi.. idam edilmek icin sirasini bekleyen bir adamin agzindan yazilmis olan sozler hayran olunasi sarki sozlerinden, muzik de en gaz sarkilardandir, ohadir, superdir. ayrica live seeds albumunde de yine orjinali kadar guzel bir canli kaydi mevcuttur.

(yok - 14 Temmuz 2000 05:45)

şarkıya "işlemediğim bir suç yüzünden beni idama mahkum ettiler" diye girip, her nakaratta "doğruyu söyledim ve ölmekten korkmuyorum" dedikten sonra son olarak "korkarım ki yalan söyledim" deyip şarkıyı bitirmesi muhteşem bir twist değildir de nedir arkadaş

(cinayet isleri baskani - 2 Temmuz 2011 23:16)

sona yani gerçeğe yaklaşan bir adamın bu nedenle nefes almadan söylediği öfkeli, sert şarkı.

klibinin sonunda nick cave'in mikrofonu bırakıp gidişi var ya beni mahveder..

(us and them - 15 Eylül 2011 23:31)

(bkz: elektrikli sandalye)

(yul - 7 Ağustos 2012 11:36)

dinlerken trans etkisi yaratan nick cave sarkisi.

(baytar - 2 Mart 2004 16:45)

johnny cash yorumu muhteşemdir bu şarkının. hani eksiği yok şarkının; intro, sözler, vokal, outro, herşey muhteşem.

(there was a slash - 11 Ekim 2014 22:41)

it began when they come took me from my home
and put me in dead row,
of which i am nearly wholly innocent, you know.
and i'll say it again
i..am..not..afraid..to..die.

i began to warm and chill
to objects and their fields,
a ragged cup, a twisted mop
the face of jesus in my soup
those sinister dinner meals
the meal trolley's wicked wheels
a hooked bone rising from my food
all things either good or ungood.

and the mercy seat is waiting
and i think my head is burning
and in a way i'm yearning
to be done with all this measuring of truth.
an eye for an eye
a tooth for a tooth
and anyway i told the truth
and i'm not afraid to die.

interpret signs and catalogue
a blackened tooth, a scarlet fog.
the walls are bad. black. bottom kind.
they are sick breath at my hind
they are sick breath at my hind
they are sick breath at my hind
they are sick breath gathering at my hind

i hear stories from the chamber
how christ was born into a manger
and like some ragged stranger
died upon the cross
and might i say it seems so fitting in its way
he was a carpenter by trade
or at least that's what i'm told

like my good hand i
tatooed e.v.i.l. across it's brother's fist
that filthy five! they did nothing to challenge or resist.

in heaven his throne is made of gold
the ark of his testament is stowed
a throne from which i'm told
all history does unfold.
down here it's made of wood and wire
and my body is on fire
and god is never far away.

into the mercy seat i climb
my head is shaved, my head is wired
and like a moth that tries
to enter the bright eye
i go shuffling out of life
just to hide in death awhile
and anyway i never lied.

my kill-hand is called e.v.i.l.
wears a wedding band that's g.o.o.d.
`tis a long-suffering shackle
collaring all that rebel blood.

and the mercy seat is waiting
and i think my head is burning
and in a way i'm yearning
to be done with all this measuring of truth.
an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth
and anyway i told the truth
and i'm not afraid to die.

and the mercy seat is burning
and i think my head is glowing
and in a way i'm hoping
to be done with all this weighing up of truth.
an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth
and i've got nothing left to lose
and i'm not afraid to die.

and the mercy seat is glowing
and i think my head is smoking
and in a way i'm hoping
to be done with all this looks of disbelief.
an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth
and anyway there was no proof
nor a motive why.

and the mercy seat is smoking
and i think my head is melting
and in a way i'm helping
to be done with all this twisted of the truth.
a lie for a lie
and a truth for a truth
and i've got nothing left to lose
and i'm not afraid to die.

and the mercy seat is melting
and i think my blood is boiling
and in a way i'm spoiling
all the fun with all this truth and consequence.
an eye for an eye
and a truth for a truth
and anyway i told the truth
and i'm not afraid to die.

and the mercy seat is waiting
and i think my head is burning
and in a way i'm yearning
to be done with all this measuring of proof.
a life for a life
and a truth for a truth
and anyway there was no proof
but i'm not afraid to tell a lie.

and the mercy seat is waiting
and i think my head is burning
and in a way i'm yearning
to be done with all this measuring of truth.
an eye for an eye
and a truth for a truth
and anyway i told the truth
but i'm afraid i told a lie

(kereste - 23 Temmuz 2001 23:29)

goethes erben'in "sitz der gnade" adiyla, 'mot a mot' icra ettigi nick cave sarkisi. gelgelelim, nick cave'e sorsalar, "ne munasebet efendim, esasinda johnny cash sarkisidir", demesi de mumkun.

(zebercet - 4 Ekim 2001 15:23)

incil'de tanrinin tahti.

(blixa - 18 Ocak 2002 11:34)

johnny cash'in yorumladigi, pek de güzel yaptigi $arki.

(addicted to xanax - 5 Mayıs 2006 16:00)

nette 5 dakkalık ve 7 dakkalık 2 versiyonu olup long-trip'e girmeye meyilli olanların 7 dakkalık versiyonu dinlemeleri sakıncalıdır...

(arsmoriendi - 9 Şubat 2002 05:01)