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 A red right hand He'll wrap you up 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 A red right hand You don't have no money? Well 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 Red right hand Red right hand 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 Because, he taught the theory Well, you'll see him in your head And hey buddy on the TV screen You'll see him in your head And on the TV screen He's a ghost, he's a god He's a man, he's a guru 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 Red right hand Red right hand Red right hand Your nightmares are real You'll see him in your nightmares 'Cause your nightmares are real These are based on the things you want And you can get in fucking trouble if you try to get him And he puts those things in your dreams He will kill out of nowhere in many many guises He ain't any particular thing He's a young, he's a her, he's shit, he's a piss He's a head, he's a foot, in the penis an ass He's a ghost, he's a god, he's a man He's a brew, yeah well