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[00:27.07]The flowers of evil
[00:34.15]You left at my door
[00:41.59]Set 'em in a broken glass
[00:49.07]And tasted my own blood
[00:57.44]Yes your hair looks beautiful today
[01:02.17]Gasoline horseys will take us away
[01:30.44]They charge forth with fiery manes
[01:38.97]And bellies full of clocks
[01:46.56]Four ton deaf and dumb
[01:55.01]We poor old dogs of
[02:02.68]GodYes your hair smells like sunshine today
[02:10.33]Gasoline horseys will take us away