Blood And Gasoline

When the blues come around it'll burn you down. The heart needs blood like love needs a dream, but the blues only bring fire and gasoline. When you're singing blues late into the night, your soul knows you're not getting it right. It's a bad scene, like mixing blood with gasoline. You open a window in your head for some fresh air, only to find flames, flying everywhere. It's like mixing love and the blues into a dream, it'll blow your heart all apart, like nothing you've ever seen. The blues, and love, are old, old, old, ancient stories... both are bought and sold. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose; but, with your heart or your money you've got to pay some dues. So stay away from the fire if you know what I mean, 'cause love gets wild... like mixing blood with gasoline. All life through both love and the blues are out to get you; it's the damn'dest thing you've ever seen, like mixing blood with gasoline. 'So you find me hard to handle, I'm easier to hold' - Greg Allman