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Red right hand

16 марта´04 13:56 Просмотров: 473 Комментариев: 2
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
Hey buddy, you know you're
never ever coming back
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 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 hand..
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Very_Valentine    16.03.2004, 14:35
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wow, who is author?
NeverAgain    16.03.2004, 14:35
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Cave, for sure
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