[Verse 1]
The flowers of evil
You left at my door
Set 'em in a broken glass
And tasted my own blood

[Chorus]
Yes your hair looks beautiful today
Gasoline horses will take us away

[Verse 2]
They charge forth
With firey manes
And bellies full of clocks
Four ton
Deaf and dumb
We poor old dogs of god

[Chorus]
Yes, your hair smells like sunshine today
Gasoline horses will take us away