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Red Right Hand 
Hard
de Nick Cave & Bad Seeds
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Take a little to the edge of town
Go across the tracks
Where the looms
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
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
the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a black coat with
A red hand
He'll you in his arms
Tell you you've a good boy
He'll all those dreams
It you a to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole
Heal your shrinking soul
Hey buddy, you know you're
Never ever turning back
He's a ghost, he's a god
He's a man, he's a guru
They're whispering his name
this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat
Is a red right hand
You ain't got no money?
He'll get you some
You ain't got no car? He'll get you one
You ain't got no self-respect
You feel an insect
Well, buddy buddy, don't you worry
Cause here he comes
Through the and the barrio
And the bowery and the slum
A shadow is wherever he stands
Stacks of paper in his red right hand
You'll see him in your nightmares
You'll see him in your dreams
He'll out of nowhere
But he ain't he seems
You'll see him in head
On the TV screen
And hey buddy, I'm telling
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
Go across the tracks
Where the looms
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
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
the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a black coat with
A red hand
He'll you in his arms
Tell you you've a good boy
He'll all those dreams
It you a to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole
Heal your shrinking soul
Hey buddy, you know you're
Never ever turning back
He's a ghost, he's a god
He's a man, he's a guru
They're whispering his name
this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat
Is a red right hand
You ain't got no money?
He'll get you some
You ain't got no car? He'll get you one
You ain't got no self-respect
You feel an insect
Well, buddy buddy, don't you worry
Cause here he comes
Through the and the barrio
And the bowery and the slum
A shadow is wherever he stands
Stacks of paper in his red right hand
You'll see him in your nightmares
You'll see him in your dreams
He'll out of nowhere
But he ain't he seems
You'll see him in head
On the TV screen
And hey buddy, I'm telling
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
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