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Sparklehorse - Gasoline Horseys lyrics
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 |
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