Barrel Jumping

Just as the last of the hay was cut today 
  The threshers were resting, gelding slow in his gait 
  The sun's work is done but he's still flush in the face 
  Across the wet sky spreads an inky black stain 

  An episode of sparrows 
  Like you've never seen 
  An episode of sparrows 
  That you wouldn't believe 

  An obsidian stream of petite passerines 
  Swiftly eclipsing Helios' beams 
  My wife, oblivious, whistling, snapping beans 
  Witnessed a sight mine eyes had never seen 

  An episode of sparrows 
  Spelling my name 
  An episode of sparrows 
  A flawless display 

  An airborne ballet, the swarming songbirds spell my name 
  Quite deftly expressed by amassing each letter's shape 
  In this, they confessed they suffered from hunger pains 
  And failure to feed them to taste would lead them to lay waste to my hay 

  So 

  An episode of sparrows 
  Shaking me down 
  An episode of sparrows 
  Committing racketeering 

  Knowing the cost if I lost my crops 
  The thought of my wife packing bags and running home 
  With no choices left my heart sank in my chest 
  On an exhaling breath I shouted, "Honey, we're having guests... I guess." 

  An episode of sparrows 
  Has eaten all my food 
  An episode of sparrows 
  Has drank all my booze 
  An episode of sparrows 
  Didn't do no damn dishes 
  An episode of sparrows 
  Flew off all fat and drunk on my shit