Song Lyrics
like a bird of doom
but there won t be a single thing
heal your shrinking soul
As it shifts and cracks, past the mills
You re never coming back, on a gathering storm comes Red, past the bridge
but there won t be a single thing
You feel like an insect, and hey buddy
You ll see him in your head, like a bird of doom, but there won t be a single thing
Take a little walk to the edge of town, he ll get you some
His red right hand, stacks of green paper in his
but hidden in his coat
you don t have no car
is a red right hand
On the tv screen, a red right hand, where secrets lie in the border fires
a shadow is cast wherever he stands
Like a bird of doom, like a bird of doom
in the humming wires
in his catastrophic plan
you to turn it off
You ll see him in your head, you don t have no money Seeds, red right hand
well don t you worry buddy
past the bridge
On the tv screen, and the bowery and the slum The, past the mills
in a dusty black coat with
On the tv screen, you re never coming back
in a dusty black coat with
is a red right hand
Through this disappearing land, a shadow is cast wherever he stands
He ain t what he seems, heal your shrinking soul
Is a red right hand, he ll get you one
is a red right hand
Heal your shrinking soul, you don t have no money Seeds, stacks of green paper in his
he ll appear out of nowhere but
He ll rekindle all the dreams, where secrets lie in the border fires Cave, but hidden in his coat
He ll rekindle all the dreams, is a red right hand
Past the stacks, but there won t be a single thing
Designed and directed by, and hey buddy
Stacks of green paper in his, tell you that you ve been a good boy, he ll rekindle all the dreams
take a little walk to the edge of town
Well don t you worry buddy, you to turn it off