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

• 850 Double Pumper Holley
• Ballad of a Cold Lost Marble
• Blind Rabbit Choir
• Cow
• Gasoline Horseys
• Haint
• Hammering The Cramps
• Happy Man
• Happy Place
• Homecoming Queen
• I Shot a Dog
• In The Dry
• Intermission
• Little Bastard Choo Choo
• London
• Most Beautiful Widow in Town
• My Yoke is Heavy
• Rainmaker
• Sad Beautiful World
• Saturday
• Someday I Will Treat You Good
• Spirit Ditch
• Tears on Fresh Fruit
• Too Late
• Waiting for Nothing
• Weird Sisters