Verse 1: E A the flowers of evil E you left at my door A set 'em in a broken glass E and tasted my own blood Chorus: F#m B A E yes your hair looks beautiful today F#m B A E gasoline horses will take us away Intro: 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: