Red Right Hand (Live)

Red Right Hand (Live) - Nick Cave

Take a little walk to the edge of town

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 prass of the garly of the river

Past the stacks

On a 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 that 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 don't worry boddy

Coming beck he is a ghost

He's a God he's a man

He's a guru

They're whispering his name

Through this disappearing land

But hidden in his coat

Is a red right hand

You ain got no money

He'll get you some

You ain got no car

You don't have no self-respect

You feel like an f**king insect

Well don't you worry buddy

'Cause here he comes

Through the ghettos and the barrio

And the Bowery and the slums

A shadow is cast wherever he stands

Stacks of green paper

In his red right hand

You'll see him in your head

And you not man too

Did I see thats you seems your head

You seems in your not mans too

You'll see him in your head

On the TV screen

And 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 catastrophic plan

Designed and directed

By his red right hand