Sixshooter Lyrics - Tiamat

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