Paroles de Sixshooter

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pochette album Sixshooter
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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

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