Devils Haircut

Devils Haircut - Beck

Written by： Thomas Scot

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 leprous faces

Heads are hanging from the garbage man trees

Mouthwash jukebox gasoline

Pistols are pointing at a poor man's pockets

Smiling eyes ripping out of his sockets

Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Got a devil's 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 devil's haircut in my mind

Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Something's wrong cause my mind is fading

Ghetto blasting disintegrating

Rock n roll know what I'm saying

And everywhere I look there's a devil waiting

Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Devil's haircut in my mind

Devil's haircut in my mind

Devil's haircut in my mind