Red Right Hand - FIDLAR.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Nick Cave/Mick Harvey/Thomas Wydler
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Nick Cave/Mick Harvey/Thomas Wydler
[00:10.62]Take a little walk to the edge of town
[00:13.72]Go across the tracks
[00:17.38]Where the viaduct looms
[00:19.76]Like a bird of doom
[00:21.46]As it shifts and cracks
[00:25.71]Where secrets lie in the border fires
[00:29.77]In the humming wires
[00:31.86]Hey man, you know
[00:32.84]You're never turning back
[00:34.99]Past the square, past the bridge
[00:36.69]Past the mills, past the stacks
[00:41.68]On a gathering storm comes
[00:43.70]A tall handsome man
[00:45.50]In a dusty black coat with
[00:47.80]A red right hand
[00:50.10]
[00:57.89]He'll wrap you in his arms
[01:00.53]Tell you that you've been a good boy
[01:05.69]He'll rekindle all the dreams
[01:08.60]It took you a lifetime to destroy
[01:14.09]He'll reach deep into the hole
[01:16.75]Heal your shrinking soul
[01:18.45]But there won't be a single thing that you can do
[01:23.20]He's a god, he's a man
[01:24.70]He's a ghost, he's a guru
[01:29.75]They're whispering his name
[01:31.75]Through this disappearing land
[01:33.70]But hidden in his coat
[01:35.74]Is a red right hand
[01:37.80]
[02:02.14]You don't have no money?
[02:04.75]He'll get you some
[02:10.20]You don't have no car?
[02:12.75]He'll get you one
[02:17.85]You don't have no self-respect
[02:20.00]You feel like an insect
[02:23.30]Well don't you worry buddy
[02:25.33]Cause here he comes
[02:27.49]Through the ghettos and the barrio
[02:29.54]And the Bowery and the slums
[02:34.81]A shadow is cast wherever he stands
[02:38.86]Stacks of green paper in his
[02:40.86]Red right hand

文本歌词

作词 : Nick Cave/Mick Harvey/Thomas Wydler
作曲 : Nick Cave/Mick Harvey/Thomas Wydler
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 turning 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
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
You don't have no money?
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 slums
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his
Red right hand