California

This image of the devil with a pistol needing to be set straight just kept coming to me.

Who let the devil get a .32?
He’s takin’ aim at my boots, and singing,
“dance for me, dance for me, make it a show! ”
So I had to let him know:

A half-moon clip holds three bullets

I got three of a kind on a half moon clip,
I know the stakes when I play no-limit
I’ve seen you draw, you’re swift as a sparrow,
But I’m not some run of the mill pistolero.

A grinder is a cautious poker player. Fast and loose is not really a good thing.

I play it fast and loose,
crash and burn before I choose to sit and grind it out.

The sky in Van Gogh’s Starry Night resembles an earlier sketch of the Whirlpool Galaxy. In turn, much about various galaxies is traced back as and supposed as evidence for the Big Bang.

California, you’re gonna love me in the next life
when we’re yellow and blue
like the big bang, in The Starry Night

There’s a party at 9, doors open at 8.
If you get there at 10, you just sit there and wait.
I guess I’m like an hour glass,
Just watching how the moments pass.

 

I’m all heart like the suicide king
Aces and eights and I'm going all in.
If I’m winning big, I let it ride
I go down in flames, this is goodbye

The king of hearts, holding a dagger, appears to be (but is not) commiting suicide.

Aces and eights, a.k.a. ”Dead Man’s Hand“