Cut My Hair Lyrics

Cut My Hair

Why should I care

If I got to cut my hair?

I got to move with the
fashion

Or be outcast.

I know I should fight

But my old man
he's really alright,

And I'm still living at home

(Even though it
won't last.)





Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents

Five inches long.

I'm out on the street again

And I'm leaping
along.

I'm dressed right for a beachfight,

But I just can't
explain

Why that uncertain feeling is still

Here in my brain.





The kids at school

Have parents that seem so cool.

And though I don't want to hurt them

Mine want me their way.

I
clean my room and my shoes

But my mother found a box of blues,

And
there doesn't seem much hope

They'll let me stay.





Zoot suit, etc.





Why do I have to be different to
them?

Just to earn the respect of a dance hall friend,

We have the
same old row, again and again.

Why do I have to move with a crowd

Of kids that hardly notice I'm around,

I have to work myself to death
just to fit in.





I'm coming down

Got home on the very
first train from town.

My dad just left for work

He wasn't
talking.

It's all a game,

'Cos inside I'm just the same,

My
fried egg makes me sick

First thing in the morning.