(yeah.)

1. bad luck comes in from tampa, bad luck comes in from tampa
2. on the back of  a truck, doing 90 on the interstate
3. we have bad dreams the night he rolls in, we have bad dreams the night he rolls in
4. and we try to keep our spirits high
5. but they flag and they wane 
6. when the truck pulls up out front in the light spring rain
7. and they sag like withering flowers 
8. let the good times roll on through these first few desperate hours
9. yeah the driver drops his cargo at the curb, the driver drops his cargo at the curb
10. and the sun peeks in like a killer through the curtain
11. and when cloven hoof-prints turn up in the garden, yeah, when cloven hoof-prints turn up in the garden
12. we keep up the good fight to keep our spirits light
13. but they drop like flies 
14. and there's a stomach-churning shift in the way the land lies
15. and they lean like towers on a hillside
16. struggling to stand through these first few desperate hours