Tiamat - Sixshooter Lyrics
Lost my mind on a bungyjump on LSDAnd in downtown Chicago demons haunted meAlmost drank myself to death in MalaysiaAnd in a Paris cafe one demon dressed like a geishaAnd in Rochester my best friend started to fallBut a demon doctor gave him pills for it allWe were praying to God to forget and forgiveBut a candyman spread stardust over Tel-AvivSixshooter , sixshooterDon't spend it all on meAnd the scythemen demons were wearing black capesAppearing everytime I tried to escapeThey were eating raw meat from silver platesAnd stomping their feet to the roaring V8A demon sixshooter in a six-geared carOn the 38th floor in a rotating barWith all hell's fire and a Vodka MartiniAnd a roulette hooker in a stolen LamborghiniDon't spend it all on meAnd the demon's fire burned a crooked spoonIn a plastic, fantastic oxygen cocoonOn a pharao trip as Egypt kingsRotten, embalmed before the fat lady singsAnd a red sun rose over a pay clinicAnd I would eat more often than three times a weekThe healing and soothing myrrh I'll applyFight the demons to hell until I *****ing dieAnd the demon smiled as the circle spinnedAnd in my whisky sour the devil grinnedI was rolling another hundred dollar billAnd cleaning my nose for the ultimate thrillSixshooter , sixshooterDon't spend it all on me
