Stuff gonna go to hell in a minute Finite is time, and counting counter clockwise. Matter 'o seconds now before the tables are flipped Deck 'o cards shuffled to confuse the rum-filled poor souls, as a revolver rotates then a second, third, the minute has gone Hear the boot-heels tap? Your funeral drum, see Someone might grin through the gun-smoke And they sway; The tulips They heard the deal and wanted to play Whiskey glass bottom up, the only word you know Faith maybe in luck Cards dealt, not so much Will you fold? Fold fool Or the crows scratch out your heart too So the tulips sang, notes rumble like thunder. Tulips sang, undertones to make you dance You danced 'till you bled in monochrome, or was it only at first glance? Hear the prayer in the dark? Rattlesnake's your lady luck Spoke of love, sweet and deadly! Preacher lost his hand holdin' that kinda bible. He swore he saw angels in the shiftin' sand. But it was a band! Was the tulips, and the bullets parading the tale... too long Wilderness is wise Kept it's truth hidden in the boots You know, those tappin' along Waitin' for that minute to pass Bell ringin' ready for mass. So the tulips sang, notes rumble like thunder. Tulips sang, undertones to make you dance You danced 'till you bled in monochrome, or was it only at first glance? The tulips sang, dead men arose Dust and hellfire lingering in their clothes Choir 'o coyotes rung in All 'o hell... joined in. And so I saw, so it came, so it be A man to hang, Tulips sang, for you... mostly for me
