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Red Right Hand 
Hard
de Nick Cave & Bad Seeds
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Take a little to the of town
Go the tracks
the viaduct looms
a 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
the square, past the bridge
the mills, the stacks
On a gathering comes
A tall handsome man
In a dusty coat with
A red right hand
He'll wrap you in his arms
Tell you that you've been a boy
He'll rekindle all dreams
It you a lifetime to destroy
He'll deep into 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 whispering his name
Through this disappearing 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 feel like an insect
Well, buddy buddy, don't you worry
here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
And the and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
of green paper in his red right hand
You'll see him in your nightmares
You'll see him in 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 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 plan
and directed by his red right hand
Go the tracks
the viaduct looms
a 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
the square, past the bridge
the mills, the stacks
On a gathering comes
A tall handsome man
In a dusty coat with
A red right hand
He'll wrap you in his arms
Tell you that you've been a boy
He'll rekindle all dreams
It you a lifetime to destroy
He'll deep into 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 whispering his name
Through this disappearing 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 feel like an insect
Well, buddy buddy, don't you worry
here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
And the and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
of green paper in his red right hand
You'll see him in your nightmares
You'll see him in 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 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 plan
and directed by his red right hand
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