Sparklehorse - Gasoline Horseys текст песни

The flowers of evil

You left at my door

Set em in a broken glass

And tasted my own blood

Yes your hair looks beautiful today

Gasoline horses will take us away

They charge forth

With firey manes

And bellies full of clocks

Four ton

Deaf and dumb

We poor old dogs of god

Yes your hair smells like sunshine today

Gasoline horses will take us away