Letra de
The Whistler

Devil whispers in my ear, “It’s time for your curtain call”
So I dress myself on up with alcohol
Step aside, step aside – let the whistler through
There really ain’t no help at all for folks like me and you
Don’t go downtown, Don’t go downtown
Get your god damn hands out, don’t you look at me
No one’s dying here alone
Well I came to get it on
Let’s get it on
*Whistling*
This time is different
Not like the time before
I crossed my heart, that I won’t kill no more