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Red Right Hand Hard
by Nick Cave & Bad Seeds
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a walk to the edge of town
Go the tracks
Where the viaduct looms
a 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
the square, the bridge
Past the mills, past the stacks
On a storm comes
A handsome man
In a black coat with
A red hand
He'll you in his arms
Tell you that you've been a boy
He'll rekindle all those dreams
It took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole
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 his name
Through this land
But 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 an insect
Well, buddy buddy, don't you worry
here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
And the bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
of green in his red 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
Designed and directed by his red right hand
Go the tracks
Where the viaduct looms
a 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
the square, the bridge
Past the mills, past the stacks
On a storm comes
A handsome man
In a black coat with
A red hand
He'll you in his arms
Tell you that you've been a boy
He'll rekindle all those dreams
It took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole
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 his name
Through this land
But 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 an insect
Well, buddy buddy, don't you worry
here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
And the bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
of green in his red 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
Designed and directed by his red right hand
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