"Highball With The Devil" lyrics - LES CLAYPOOL AND THE HOLY MACKEREL

He came to conquer what he could
But he held back
'Cause his tongue was tied by shy
So he laid the money down and he drank up
Put the sparkle in his eye

Sittin' down you saw his paunch
So he stood up
And he gazed across the room
The toxin squeezed the head
So he slipped back
He knew he left his seat too soon
A-Haw

Come the morning
We'll be waiting
And wielding the power
To paralyze

So we state now
For the record
You brought this upon you

Come the morning
We'll be waiting
And wielding the power
To agonize

So we state now
For the record
You brought this upon you

Come the morning
We'll be waiting
And wielding the power
To terrorize

So we state now
For the record
You brought this upon you

Come the morning
We'll be waiting
And wielding the power
To paralyze

So we state now
For the record
You brought this upon you

Come the morning
We'll be waiting
And wielding the power
To terrorize

So we state now
For the record
You brought this upon you
(You brought this upon yourself boy)

Come the morning
We'll be waiting
And wielding the power
To agonize

So we state now
For the record
You brought this upon you
(You brought this upon you)

Come the morning
We'll be waiting
And wielding the power
To paralyze

So we state now
For the record
You brought this upon you

Come the morning
We'll be waiting
And wielding the power
(Keep it in your pants lad, keep it in your pants)