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How can you ever stand tall?
[Verses 1]
God help us all
We're a nation of haircuts
How can you ever stand tall
In a nation of haircuts
We don't make ships
And we don't make cars
But we look real good
Hanging out in bars
You better never grow old
In a nation of haircuts
Or you'll be out in the cold
In a nation of haircuts
No point of view
In a nation of haircuts
Hip fashion rules
In a nation of haircuts
[Bridge]
Check your shoes
Check your hair
Last week's thing
Oh, dear
[Chorus]
And we salute you
All you groovy dudes
Yeah, we salute you
You're so fucking cool
[Verses 2]
Check your threads
Check your cred
But you better not smile
Don't move too quick
You might spoil your hairstyle
No point of view
In a nation of haircuts
Fashion rulеs
In a nation of haircuts
[Bridge]
Check your shoes
Check your hair
Looking good
Yеah
[Chorus]
And we salute you
All you groovy dudes
Yeah, we salute you
You're so fucking cool
[Verses 3]
You got to drink the right drink
In a nation of haircuts
(a nation of haircuts)
You better watch what you think
In a nation of haircuts
(a nation of haircuts)
No point of view
In a nation of haircuts
(a nation of haircuts)
Fashion rules
In a nation of haircuts
(a nation of haircuts)
[Outro]
A nation of haircuts
A nation of haircuts
A nation of haircuts
A nation of haircuts
I said a Keith Richard, not a Cliff Richard