Letra de Death of a Shuckster

The ground was baked hard and the children were thin
The faces of townsfolk were all but caved in
So hot that they couldn't tell kith from their kin
When the rainmaker, full of hope, he came rolling in
And his mouth hollered promises, his eyes yelled relief
And the folks gave all that they could give, except for all their grief
Drunken on snake oil and glutted on greed
That merciless shuckster harked his hollow wares
But high above the valley, no cloud would take seed
So in a torrent of red dust, he tried to flee there
But the townsfolk fell upon him; their eyes were like ice
And they split his guts from neck to flank in grim sacrifice
And as his body fell lifeless on that hardscrabble ground
All bleary-eyed and drunk on blood, the townsfolk staggered back to town
Above that parched valley, the clouds in the sky
Like shuckster's blood clotted as it blackened and dried
And perched on that firmament of Heaven on high
The black eyes of angels were peeled open wide
And the heavens were rended with a deafening sound
And the rain hammered deep in that drought-bitten ground
And a great wall of water through the valley did howl
It washed away the people and their sins and their town