Feel So Bad
Red Right Hand

Take a little wak 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 those 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 ain't got 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 ghetto 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'l 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



Mirror lyrics:


his red right hand
Designed and directed by
in his catastrophic plan
You're one microscopic cog
he's a man, he's a guru
He's a ghost, he's a god,
you to turn it off
And hey buddy, I'l warning
on the TV screen
You'll see him in your head,
he ain't what he seems
He'll appear out of nowhere but
you'll see him in your dreams
You'll see him in your nightmares

red right hand
Stacks of green paper in his
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
and the bowery and the slum
Through the ghetto and the barrio
cause here he comes
Well don't you worry buddy,
you feel like an insect
You ain't got no self-respect,
He'll get you one
You ain't got no car?
He'll get you some
You ain't got money?

is a red right hand
But hidden in his coat
through this disappearing land
They're whispering his name
he's a ghost, he's a guru
He's a god, he's a man,
that you can do
But there won't be a single thing
heal your shrinking soul
He'll reach deep into the hole,
it took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll rekindle all those dreams
tell you that you've been a good boy
He'll wrap you in his arms,

a red right hand
in a dusty black coat with
a tall handsome man
On a gathering storm comes
past the mills, past the stacks
Past the square, past the bridge,
you're never coming back
Hey man, you know
in the humming wires
Where secrets lie in the border fires,
As it shifts and cracks
like a bird of doom
Where the viaduct looms,
Go across the tracks
Take a little wak to the edge of town


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