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: