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Red Right Hand 
Hard
de Nick Cave & Bad Seeds
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Take a little walk to the edge of town
Go across the tracks
the viaduct looms
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires
In the wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge
Past the mills, the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a 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 dreams
It you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep the hole
Heal your shrinking soul
Hey buddy, you you're
Never ever turning back
He's a ghost, he's a god
He's a man, he's a guru
They're his name
this land
But hidden in his coat
Is a red 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 like an insect
Well, buddy, don't you worry
Cause here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
And the bowery and the slum
A is wherever he stands
of 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 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
and directed by his red hand
Go across the tracks
the viaduct looms
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires
In the wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge
Past the mills, the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a 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 dreams
It you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep the hole
Heal your shrinking soul
Hey buddy, you you're
Never ever turning back
He's a ghost, he's a god
He's a man, he's a guru
They're his name
this land
But hidden in his coat
Is a red 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 like an insect
Well, buddy, don't you worry
Cause here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
And the bowery and the slum
A is wherever he stands
of 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 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
and directed by his red hand
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