Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading
And everywhere I look there's a dead-end waiting
Temperature's dropping at the rotten oasis
Stealing kisses from the leper's faces
Heads are hanging from the garbageman trees
Mouthwash, jukebox, gasoline
Pistols are pointing at a poor man's pockets
Smiling eyes whippin' out of their sockets
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Love machines on the sympathy crutches
Discount orgies on the dropout buses
Hitching a ride with the bleeding noses
Coming to town with the briefcase blues
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Whatcha gonna do now, gigolo?
Ooh I'm gonna throw it down
Break it down funk like this
Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading
Ghetto-blasting, disentegrating
Rock and roll, know what I'm saying?
And everywhere I look there's a devil waiting
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Got a devils haircut in my mind
Got a devils haircut in my mind!
Got a devils haircut in my mind!
Devils haircut in my mind!