Vases of vinegar make the flowers wilt and moan
meanwhile the honey makes the bees not roam
Best to catch the train before the sun goes down
I'll be on the line, riding out of town
Shake your structure, fuss and falter
lay the wilted flowers down at the altar
Incense meant that the smoke was rising
underwater where the fish aren't biting
Westward expansion and colonization
decimated the beautiful Indian nations
stirrup that boot firmly and pull the halter
pull that wild horse next to the altar
Laying with the stones and twigs hands folded
heartbeat like butterfly wings with bullets loaded
Sit up straight and paste the collage down
spin the globe with one finger, around and around
drinking wine with the dining satyr
you best move your party off the altar