Gasoline Horseys
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
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
Losowe piosenki:
Bride In Black
Sunday Kind of Love
LET DOWN
La Rhumba Featuring Method Man
I'll Believe It When I Feel It