Cinder - Whistlin Pete lyrics

Yeah mother f**er's got his head all inside out And he thinks it's quite stylish and he never goes without And he says, "Baby you don't understand and you haven't got a clue Just step inside this twisted mind and walk upon my shoes!" I know something that we don't Go! Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Yeah mother f**er's got his head all inside out And he wears it like a crown of thorns and he never goes without And he's the king who rules these streets Preaches to the air And shows us all a different side of those who stop and stare I know something that we don't Go! Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Don't let him So wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong Mother f**er knows his head is all wrong