Kings lose, princes fall, and queens lose their heads And the paupers laugh cause they're better off than dead Cakes are empty, castles cold, and wine's thick with lead But the beans are soaked and the piñata's full of bread Bells ring, angels sing -- their harmonies in ninths The honky-tonk witches punch makes children of the night Paper trade, promenade, the bear swings its claws Cause when you dance on air you're bound to fall Guns don't argue and the badge don't lie, the man knows no bounds But now the hunter's hunted -- set loose the hounds Priests and rabbis fight to see who'll play the host While the Goddess dances with fathers, sons, and ghosts Streets grow wrinkled, buildings bend -- outlived their good But the blood's still flowing back to the woods The crowd's gathering, come make your way -- just read the trees But come empty-handed -- this party's free Come make your way. Come set the stage -- Where the filthy rich and the filthy poor Can dance upon a level floor And spin like children been released 'Til all that's left is dust Where the power ties and the petty crooks Can turn back all the ledger books And all the locks fall away to rust