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Lost my mind on a bungyjump on LSD
And in downtown Chicago demons haunted me
Almost drank myself to death in Malaysia
And in a Paris cafe one demon dressed like a geisha
And in Rochester my best friend started to fall
But a demon doctor gave him pills for it all
We were praying to God to forget and forgive
But a candyman spread stardust over Tel-Aviv
Sixshooter , sixshooter
Don't spend it all on me
And the scythemen demons were wearing black capes
Appearing everytime I tried to escape
They were eating raw meat from silver plates
And stomping their feet to the roaring V8
A demon sixshooter in a six-geared car
On the 38th floor in a rotating bar
With all hell's fire and a Vodka Martini
And a roulette hooker in a stolen Lamborghini
Don't spend it all on me
And the demon's fire burned a crooked spoon
In a plastic, fantastic oxygen cocoon
On a pharao trip as Egypt kings
Rotten, embalmed before the fat lady sings
And a red sun rose over a pay clinic
And I would eat more often than three times a week
The healing and soothing myrrh I'll apply
Fight the demons to hell until I fucking die
And the demon smiled as the circle spinned
And in my whisky sour the devil grinned
I was rolling another hundred dollar bill
And cleaning my nose for the ultimate thrill
Sixshooter , sixshooter
Don't spend it all on me
- Album:
- The Scarred People
- Amanethes
- Miscellaneous
- Prey
- Wildhoney
- The Astral Sleep
- Sumerian Cry
- Judas Christ
- Deeper Kind Of Slumber
- The History Of
- The History of Tiamat
- Commandments - The Best of Tiamat
- Born to Die
- Gothic Spirits 16
- Zillo CD-11/2012
- The Scarred People (2-Track Promo Version)
- Napalm Records Label Sampler
- Gothic Spirits 17
- Gothic Romance 6
- Symphonic Metal VII: Dark & Beautiful