O Wow O Wow (How Wonderful She Is)
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
For Anita Lane
She rises in advance of her panties
I can confirm that God actually exists
She turns and smiles but never ever scantily
O wow o wow how wonderful she is
Well, the horses have kicked down the stable
And the rabbits have put carrots in their ears
And her coloured crayons dance upon the table
O wow o wow how wonderful she feels
The country doctor whistles across the meadow
The schoolboy he hops up and says gee whiz!
The dogs they are all barking at their shadows
O wow o wow how wonderful she is
O wow o wow o nothing could compare
Her friends, now dead, their spectral chins all nod
And they braid a band of violets through her hair
O wow o wow how wonderful she was
How wonderful she is
Do you remember we used to really, really have fun? We’d be just by ourselves, mucking around, really relaxed, not under pressure. I guess that’s how we make up songs! I remember we were in bed and we imagined someone upstairs. I don’t even know if we heard footsteps or imagined someone upstairs, then imagined the story. That was in that little place opposite Brixton Prison. I didn’t even really realise that everyone wasn’t like that. We tried to write a contract of love, but we only got as far as doing the border. There was never any words in it, which I thought said more than anything else.
