Karaoké Red Right Hand 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 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 'cos here he comes

Through the ghettos and the barrio and the Bowery and the slum

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

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