red right hand cover

Arctic Monkeys

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

(Organ solo)

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