Shrunken Head Kids

You always go out into the night When you come home, you come home to a fight The things that you do make them so confused The thing that you do make them so confused Shrunken head kids, shrunken head kids Shrunken head kids, shrunken head kids Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa (yeah) We run the night, you better watch the black A switchblade pulled, baby, into your back We never go out, we never stay in We find ourselves attracted to sin (let’s go) Shrunken head kids, shrunken head kids Shrunken head kids, shrunken head kids Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa (yeah) Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Shrunken head kids, shrunken head kids Shrunken head kids, shrunken head kids Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa (yeah)