rockNick Cave/The Bad Seeds "Red Right Hand"


Take a little walk to the edge of town
and go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms
like a bird of doom,
As it shifts and cracks.
Where secrets lie in the border fires,
in the humming wires.
Hey man, you know
you're never coming back.
Past the square, past the bridge,
past the mills, past the stacks.
On a gathering storm comes
a tall handsome man
in a dusty black coat with
a red right hand.

He'll wrap you in his arms,
tell you that you've been a good boy.
He'll rekindle all the dreams,
it took you a lifetime to destroy.
He'll reach deep into the hole,
heal your shrinking soul,
but there won't be a single thing
that you can do.
He's a god, he's a man,
he's a ghost, he's a guru.
They're whispering his name
through this disappearing land,
But hidden in his coat
is a red right hand.

You don't have no money?
- He'll get you some.
You don't have no car?
- He'll get you one.
You don't have no self-respect,
you feel like an insect.
Well, don't you worry buddy,
'cause here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
and the bowery and the slum.
A shadow is cast wherever he stands;
Stacks of green paper in his
red right hand.

You'll see him in your nightmares,
you'll see him in your dreams.
He'll appear out of nowhere but
he ain't what he seems.
You'll see him in your head,
on the TV screen
And hey buddy, I'm warning
you to turn it off.
He's a ghost, he's a god,
he's a man, he's a guru.
You're one microscopic cog
in his catastrophic plan
Designed and directed by
his red right hand.

Lyric Mick Harvey, Nick Cave and Thomas Wydler

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