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 $#&@ing 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