You´re so cool, only twenty-three
A rock ´n´ roll star´s what you wanna be
Can´t get a job, cuz your hair´s to your knees
Quit school, can´t spell priorities
Now´s the time, boy, for you to grow up
Better get hot, now, before He throws up
He´s a jealous God, and you´re not fair
Don´t sit and stare
Cut your hair
If your hair offends you
Cut your hair
I think you know just what to do
Cut your hair
Better to enter heaven bald
Cut your hair
Then enter hell and have it all
Don´t respect your elders, put ém on a shelf
The only thing you care about is yourself
Why throw away the cards you´re dealt
All your dreams of glory are going to melt
Now´s the time, boy, for you to grow up
Better get hot, now, before He throws up
He´s a jealous God, and you´re not fair
Don´t sit and stare
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Haven´t moved in so long you are starting to mold
What will you do when you´re deaf and old
Now that your very soul has been sold
Now´s the time, boy, for you to grow up
Better get hot, now, before He throws up
He´s a jealous God, and you´re not fair
Don´t sit and stare
Chorus:
Don´t say "Jesus had long hair too!"
The problem´s not your hair, it´s your attitude
God´s not your King, your hair is the boss
Man, when was the last time you hung on a cross?
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