Onward, and onward, and onward I go
Where no man before could be bothered to go
'Til the soles of my shoes are shot full of holes
And it's all downhill with a bullet
This ramblin' and rovin' has taken it's course
I'm grazing with the dinosaurs and the dear old horses
And the city streets crack and a great hole forces
Me down with my soapbox, my pulpit
The theater ceiling is silver star spangled
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
There's a man in the theater with girlish eyes
Who's holding my childhood to ransom
On the screen there's a death
There's a rustle of cloth
And a sickly voice calling me handsome
There's a man in the theater with sly girlish eyes
On the screen there's an ape, a gorilla
There's a groan, there's a cough, there's a rustle of cloth
And a voice that stinks of death and vanilla
This is a secret, mauled and mangled
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
The walls in the ceiling are painted in blood
The lights go down, the red curtains come apart
The air is full of smoke and dialogue I know by heart
And the coins in my pocket jingle-jangle
As the great screen crackled and popped
And the clock of my boyhood was wound down and stopped
And my handsome little body oddly propped
And my trousers ride down to my ankles
Yes, onward, and upward
And I'm off to find love
Do you love me? If you do, I'm thankful
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
This city is an ogre squatting by the river
It gives life but it takes it away, my youth
There comes a time when you just cannot deliver
This is a fact
This is a stone cold truth
Do you love me?
I love you, handsome
Do you love me?
Yes, I love you, you are handsome
Amongst the cogs and the wires, my youth
Vanilla breath and handsome apes with girlish eyes
Dreams that roam between truth and untruth
Memories that become monstrous lies
So onward, and onward, and onward I go
Onward and upward and I'm off to find love
With blue-black bracelets on my wrists and my ankles
And the coins in my pocket going jingle-jangle
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Where no man before could be bothered to go
'Til the soles of my shoes are shot full of holes
And it's all downhill with a bullet
This ramblin' and rovin' has taken it's course
I'm grazing with the dinosaurs and the dear old horses
And the city streets crack and a great hole forces
Me down with my soapbox, my pulpit
The theater ceiling is silver star spangled
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
There's a man in the theater with girlish eyes
Who's holding my childhood to ransom
On the screen there's a death
There's a rustle of cloth
And a sickly voice calling me handsome
There's a man in the theater with sly girlish eyes
On the screen there's an ape, a gorilla
There's a groan, there's a cough, there's a rustle of cloth
And a voice that stinks of death and vanilla
This is a secret, mauled and mangled
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
The walls in the ceiling are painted in blood
The lights go down, the red curtains come apart
The air is full of smoke and dialogue I know by heart
And the coins in my pocket jingle-jangle
As the great screen crackled and popped
And the clock of my boyhood was wound down and stopped
And my handsome little body oddly propped
And my trousers ride down to my ankles
Yes, onward, and upward
And I'm off to find love
Do you love me? If you do, I'm thankful
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
This city is an ogre squatting by the river
It gives life but it takes it away, my youth
There comes a time when you just cannot deliver
This is a fact
This is a stone cold truth
Do you love me?
I love you, handsome
Do you love me?
Yes, I love you, you are handsome
Amongst the cogs and the wires, my youth
Vanilla breath and handsome apes with girlish eyes
Dreams that roam between truth and untruth
Memories that become monstrous lies
So onward, and onward, and onward I go
Onward and upward and I'm off to find love
With blue-black bracelets on my wrists and my ankles
And the coins in my pocket going jingle-jangle
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Lyrics submitted by Songmeaningsuser, edited by Mellow_Harsher, DiogoLopes
Do You Love Me?, Pt. 2 Lyrics as written by Nicholas Cave
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I tried to find the article i read this in, but this was apparently based on a book Nick was reading, which had a scene where a child is molested in a movie theater while watching king kong. The song in it's entirety appears to be more about the repercussions of the molestation/rape on the child later in life than the act itself - though we do spend a lot of time hearing about the act.
For a while i didn't piece this together. A friend of mine shed some light and it immediately took on a whole new life. If you've never heard the song knowing this is what it's about - you just have to re listen - right now. Click open iTunes and listen to it - simple lines like "my handsome little body, oddly propped" and "the coins in my pocket jingle jangled" become horrible images so effective and disturbing that i am almost ashamed to say what an amazing song this is. He never has to even mention anything specifically (perhaps a testament to the power of letting readers/listeners/viewers fill in the blanks) and you feel as dirty as if you were the man with girlish eyes with breath of death and vanilla.
This is the kind of song he just doesn't write anymore - and with obvious reasons. I don't know the sort of toll this takes on a mans soul writing this kind of song - but it truly is a great piece of song writing, underscored beautifully by the ominous and frightening music from the Bad Seeds.