Dip a cloth in a bowl of blood lean your horses hide with it.
Stick a fish in a tattoo gun watch what color ink comes out.
Die gin bottle wedged in wet hand Best at what I do, mom says.
Shake your halo down like snow from a pregnant cloud about to blow.
Makes a neckbrace, a belt.
And then a hole in the ground.
Shake Your Halo Down Lyrics