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 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
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 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 disappearing land But hidden in his coat Is a red right hand
You don´t have no money? He´ll get you some You don´t have no 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 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 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
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