Take a little walk to the edge of town and go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms, like a bird of doomAs it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires,
In the humming wiresHey man, you knowyou′re never coming back
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 re kindle all the dreams it took you a life time to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole, heal your shrinking soul, but there won′t be a single thingthat you can do
They′re whispering his name through this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat is a red right hand
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 barrioand the bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his
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 warningyou to turn it off
You′re one microscopic cogin his catastrophic plan Designed and directed by his red right hand.