Rick Rubin - Satan Pulls the Strings lyrics

Baby's in the cradle Mama's in the bed Sparrows on the window sill And the devil's in my head Devil's in my head, mama The devil's in my head Baby's in the cradle And the devil's in my head When the winter yields to summertime The whip-poor-will, she sings My heart is in the puppet box and Satan pulls the strings (That's right) Satan pulls the strings, mama Satan pulls the strings My heart is in the puppet box and Satan pulls the strings Well the front beat's in my brother, Lord And the back beat's in me God is in the song and the devil's in our feet My God, devil's in our feet, mama The devil's in our feet God is in the song and the devil's in our feet, oh Mama's cooking something up Serve it to us all Satan's ringing in now and I gotta take the call I gotta take the call, boys Gotta take the call Satan's ringing in now and I gotta take the call Baby's in the cradle (Baby's in the cradle) Mama's in the bed (Mama's in the bed) Sparrows on the window sill And the devil's in my head (Devil's in my head) Devil's in my head, mama The devil's in my head Baby's in the cradle And the devil's in my head