Roland Dixon - Gasoline Man! Lyrics

Gasoline man, he's got a home in Alto Loma in the charred heels of the Grand Prix
But it's all burned down, but a porch and a woman in a polka dot gown
And a humidor in a curio full of medals, half a head on a purple string
The dog's tied to a post and it's coyote season in sight of Banyan Street's palm trees
Wind breaks the loosened pane as
Her black Labrador clenches a field mouse
He spins her ghost ride on the stairs
As she's smoking sky dancers in a burnt wicker chair
Gasoline man, Gasoline man, he said won't you come and dance
And she just watched the fire dance
On gasoline man
Gasoline man, Gasoline man, he said won't you come and dance
And she just watched the fire dance
On gasoline man
Gasoline man, he's got a mack truck running through his head, he's got high beam eyes
The first quarter of the 21st century blues and a propane Jane wrecking his life
Bone of man and beast, corn stalk and leaf, he's asking if she'll strike a match
He sits down for a rotisserie chicken, his face and his clothes catch fire
He's a gasoline dream whose death's desire
She lit the match, now he's on fire
He's a gasoline man with a landscaping gig
And she's fleeing the scene cause the fire got big
Gasoline man, Gasoline man, he said won't you come and dance
And she just watched the fire dance
On gasoline man
Gasoline man, Gasoline man, he said won't you come and dance
And she just watched the fire dance
On gasoline man
Throw some gas on it, honey