Nirvana - Floyd The Barber
Bell on a door ring, Come on in
Floyd observes my hairy chin
Sit down in the chair, don't be afraid
Steamed, hot towel on my face
I was shaved
I was shamed
I was shamed
Barney ties me to the chair
I can't see I'm really scared
Floyd breathes hard I hear a zip
Beat me, pressed against my lips
I was shaved
I'm ashamed
I was shamed
I sense others in the room
Opie, Aunt Bea, I presume
They take turns to cut me up
I died smothered in Andy's clutch
I was shamed
I was shaved
I was shamed