Pharaoh's Charriot
Ian Glover / Mark Lanegan / Rich Machin
To thank you jealous heart I put you in the ground
The driver rides the rain
The trumpeter he sounds
As blood is to the root, is silver to the crown
Take it as you may
My love has gone away
Then it all comes to nothing, then it all comes to nothing
To break you jealous heart I build to tear it down
The timber from the walls
The make up from the clown
And dirt is to the grave as water to the drowned
So long to my slave
My wheel's beneath the waves
Then it all comes to nothing, then it all comes to nothing