Lyrics Red Right Hand - Slatz

More money, than all those toffs put together eh
And your willing to gamble it all on one robbery?
I'm a gambling man Pol, I'm a gambling man!

Take a little walk to the edge of town
And 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

With his 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

With his 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 slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his Red Right Hand

With 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
By his red, By his red
By his red, By his red
By his red, By his red
By his RED RIGHT HAND

You've got no idea
How ripped this night is gonna be
For tonight is the night
The sons will realise
And alight to the sounds of the apocalypse