Red
Right Hand by Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds
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 the 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 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 dissapearing land
But hidden in his coat is a red
right hand
You don't own any money, he'll get you some
You don't have a 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 bowry 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 aint what he seems
You'll see him in your head, on the tv screen
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 catostrophic plan
Designed and directed by his red
right hand