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 The Fire But You Can Keep The Brimstone