Cinder - Whistlin Pete Lyrics

Yeah mother f*cker'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*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong

Yeah mother f*cker'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*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong

Don't let him
So wrong

Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong
Mother f*cker knows his head is all wrong