Red Right Hand

Take a little walk to the edge of town And go across the tracks Where the Viadukt looms And it shifts and cracks Where secrets lie in the border fires In the humming wires Hey man you knows You're never coming back Past the square, past the bridge Past the mills, past the Stacks On a gatherong 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 I 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 The are whistering his name Through this disappearing hand But hidden in his coat Is a red right hand You don't have money? He'll give you some You don't have a car? 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 barrios And the bowery and the slum A shadow is cast wherever he stand 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 ain't what he seems 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