Life’s New Haircut

[Verse 1]
Life got a new haircut
A choice you could call rash
Bleach and three fringes
And a great big moustache
Nothing can be done
When nothing′s in your hands
Let the scissors come
Rearrange the land

[Verse 2]
Getting funny looks from
People bustling by
Flat caps on their heads
Hiding what's inside
Blocking out the sun
A quiff to beat the band
Let the razor come
Rearrange

[Verse 3]
The land is bowling over
Hiding from the rain
Of stray hairs falling
Across the open plain

[Verse 4]
Life looks very different
As the barber lifts his comb
And looking in the mirror
Says "Aren′t you glad we're not alone?"
Glad we're not alone

[Outro]
"Aren′t you glad we′re not alone?"
Looking in the mirror