Red Right Hand

Elisabeth Ohlson

?You ain't got no money

He'll get you some
You ain't got no car? He'll get you one
You ain't got 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 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
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

He'll extend his hand, real slowly for a shake
You'll see it coming toward you, real slowly for a shake
(Grabbing at your peril buddy?) cause you know you ain't
getting near much as he will take

He is a ...

He's mumbling words you can't understand
He's mumbling word behind his red right hand

Nick Cave