Brimstone Follies

When under your thumb
How it hurt and then some
I will take the fire
But you can keep the brimstone

When under your spell
I rose until I fell
I got shot by Stagger Lee
And I made my way through hell
I will take the fire
But you can keep the brimstone

When under your hand
A kangaroo in quicksand
And my camels are looking
For my marching band

When I needed love
You fed me like a pigeon
I prayed and I waited
For my own religion

I will take the fire
But you can keep the brimstone
I will take thе fire
But you can keep the brimstone