Oh Lord, have mercy on me 
Please pull me from this heat 
My hands are burning and I can't feel my feet 
This wasn't how my life was supposed to be 

bum, bum, bum, bum, oh no... 

I'm going down with the devil's thunder 
I'm going down 
so throw me some water 
throw me some water 

You said last time in old Quebec, 
"you're a child [bad word]  of guilt and regret, it's no wonder you feel you're going down" 
So I buck up, and back on my feet 
And the money is good and revenge is sweet 
But, I still wonder about me 

bum, bum, bum, bum, oh no... 

I'm going down with the devil's thunder 
I'm going down 
So throw me some water 
Throw me some water 

They say, "sing for your supper" 
They say, "sing for your pain" 
But, it won't bring the rain 
No, it won't bring the rain 
Oh, no... 

I'm going down with the devil's thunder 
I'm going down 
So throw me some water 
Throw me some water