Red Right Hand

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, for you know
 You're never coming back
 Past the square, past the bridge
 Past the mills, past the stacks
 On a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man
 In a dusty black coat with a red right hand
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 He'll wrap you in his arms
 Tell you that you've been a good boy
 He'll rekindle all of those dreams
 It took you a lifetime to destroy
 He'll reach deep into the hole
 Heal your shrinking soul
 And there wont 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 across this disappearing land
 But hidden in his coat is a red right hand
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 You don't have no money?
 He'll get you some
 If you haven't got no car? He'll get you one
 You've got no self-respect, you feel like an insect
 Well don't you worry buddy, cause here he comes
 Through the ghetto 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
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 You'll see him in your nightmares, you'll see him in your dreams
 He'll appear out of nowhere but he's not what he seems
 You'll see him in your head, and 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 catastrophic plan
 Designed and directed by his red right hand