Arctic Monkeys Red Right Hand Lyrics

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

And the humming wires

Well 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

And tell you that you’ve been a good boy

He’ll rekindle all of those dreams

It took you a lifetime to destroy

He’ll reach deep into the hole

Heal your shrinking soul

And 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

Across this disappearing land

But hidden in his coat

Is a red right hand

You don’t have no money

He’ll get you some

If you haven’t got no car

He’ll get you one

You’ve 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 slums

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’s not what he seems

You’ll see him in your head and on the TV screen

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