Red Right Hand - Iggy Pop

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, for 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 of those dreams It took you a lifetime to destroy He'll reach deep into the hole Heal your shrinking soul And there wont 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

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 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 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 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

Yeah, they're back Adorable rania and bravesound To the top to the top, to the top to the top To the top to the top, to the top to the top Get on da dance floor, time to play Hey boy, ttok baro gieokhae dwo Nan jom wiheom hangeol, nal seushi giman haedo Jeongshin ssok bbajil geol, neon puk bbajil geol You be ma addict boy, just like magic 3, 2, 1 Wae dabdab hage man gureo, nal jjajeung nage mandeureo Bbeonhan mente da shikkeureo Shut up boy and let's get down Eodil bwa naega mame deureo, da michin deushi heundeureo So hot hage mandeureo julkke, nareul ttaraseo Pop pop pop da gati lalala Nan ije top top top Hey boy, naege heumbbeok bbajil geol Pop pop pop da gati lalala Son bbyeogeul jjak jjak jjak Na cheoreom sexy han girl eobt janha Get on da dance floor, time to play Bottles poppin' party rockin' bamsae dorok ain't no stoppin' Su manheun inpa soge seodo nal, chatgin shwi wo cuz i'm poppin' Yeogi, jeogi seo, neukkyeo jineun tteugeo un, shiseon Back up, back up Eoseo pihae cuz i'm hotter than da sun! Wae dabdab hage man gureo, nal jjajeung nage mandeureo Bbeonhan mente da shikkeureo Shut up boy and let's get down Eodil bwa naega mame deureo, da michin deushi heundeureo So hot hage mandeureo julkke, nareul ttaraseo Pop pop pop da gati lalala Nan ije top top top Hey boy, naege heumbbeok bbajil geol Pop pop pop da gati lalala Son bbyeogeul jjak jjak jjak Na cheoreom sexy han girl eobt janha Geudae wa oneulbam en jjarit hameul wonhae Sum shwilsu eobseul mankeum nan i gose seo I wanna keep it low, ain't nobody knows Neon na ege, deouk deo bbajyeo deulgeol R-a-n-i, a-a get up R-a-n-i, a-a get up Moduda nareul ttaraseo Everybody shake it now Shake it now, shake it now Pop pop pop da gati lalala Nan ije top top top Hey boy, naege heumbbeok bbajil geol Pop pop pop da gati lalala Son bbyeogeul jjak jjak jjak Na cheoreom sexy han girl eobt janha O the top to the top, to the top to the top To the top to the top, to the top to the top Get on da dance floor, time to play

(Pop) 아껴왔던 마음 몽우리 터지듯 (Pop, pop) 도톰히 부풀어 꽃잎이 열리듯 (Pop, pop) 밤하늘 수놓은 저 폭죽처럼 알록달록 맘 물들어가 (Pop) 고소한 향기로 날 홀리게 해 (Pop, pop) 매번 다른 모양 날 흥미롭게 해 (Pop, pop) 팡 하고 튀겨진 옥수수처럼 요란스레 가슴이 들떠 나 모든 게 처음이라 이런 내가 신기해 달라져가는 내 모습이 뭐 하나 정신이 없는 걸 사랑, 이런 거구나 너의 표정에 너의 말투에 너의 작은 몸짓에 심장이 온종일 찌릿찌릿해 말로만 듣던 내 첫사랑 아마도 시작인가봐 널 생각할 땐 둥둥 부푼 맘에 풍선이 터질 듯해 내 안에 작은 불빛들이 깜빡대 하나둘씩 켜진 그 순간 Oh, 너인 것 같아 Pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Pop) 괜히 불쑥불쑥 웃음이 나와 (Pop, pop) 별거 아닌 말에 종일 신경 쓰여 (Pop, pop, pop, pop) 마치 넌 달콤한 popping candy처럼 맘에 녹아 톡톡 터져 첨 해보는 경험이라 많은 것이 서툴러 어디부터 뭘 해야 할지 붕 떠 날아다니는 듯해 사랑, 이런 거구나 너의 표정에 너의 말투에 너의 작은 몸짓에 심장이 온종일 찌릿찌릿해 말로만 듣던 내 첫사랑 아마도 시작인가봐 널 생각할 땐 둥둥 부푼 맘에 풍선이 터질 듯해 내 안에 작은 불빛들이 깜빡대 하나둘씩 켜진 그 순간 Oh, 너인 것 같아 내가 알던 나 내가 아니게 됐어 Oh, you make me feel brand-new 눈을 뜨고 잠이 들 때 밥을 먹고 길을 걷는 모든 순간 나의 머릿속에 너 하나로 가득한 걸, ooh 뽀얗던 눈이 (눈이) 멍했던 맘이 (맘이) 이젠 모두 선명해 (이젠 모두 선명해) 내 시선이 너만 따라가잖아 (from behind you) 말로만 듣던 내 첫사랑 분명히 시작된 거야 (시작된 거야, ooh, woah) 나를 부를 때 눈이 마주칠 때터져 버린 웃음을 숨기려 해도 숨겨지지가 않아 하나둘씩 이런 내 맘을 살짝 들켜볼까 Pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop Pop, pop, pop, pop Pop Pop, pop