Jim White - Combing My Hair In a Brand New Style Lyrics

Lyrics Combing My Hair In a Brand New Style - Jim White



I found a blue hair comb with a busted tooth
Gonna comb out my hair in this telephone booth
Gonna comb out love
Gonna comb out hate
Gonna get me a new look and I can't wait
I took a lethal dosage of dope in my youth
Bit the hook of Jesus Oh! The terrible truth
I swallowed it hard for a damn good while
But now I'm combing my hair in a brand new style
Combing my hair yeah
Combing my hair yeah
Combing my hair yeah
Combing my hair in a brand new style
I take a midnight stroll in a Love's supermarket
I like passing the rows of candy for sale
See the pale pretty girls in the magazines?
Smiling at me like they know what I mean
You take your candy dandy, your cheap girls ruthless!
Soul suckers all gonna end up toothless!
Gumming the truth of life's discount aisle
Me I'm combing my hair in a brand new style
He used a blue hair comb with a busted tooth
To comb out the tangles of his messed up youth
Returning in glory to the scene of his trial
He was combing his hair in a brand new style
Yeah the sorry story of his assorted crimes
His tribulations, his suffering mind
All wiped clean and left miles behind
See him prowling the street?
He got the mojo smile
He's combing his hair in a brand new style
I don't want no hoodoos, no voodoo gurus
No spooked out priesty-beasty, no strippers with pasties
Self-professed saviors of my soul
No low-down top-secret CIA moles
No crackpot psychopathic behavior specialists
No shriners, no shiners, no decisive moment existentialists
That's right, no vegetable, no mineral
No institution gonna disrupt
The constitution of my ingenious hairdo solution
See I got my sly pomade, my jelly in a jar!
Now don't you mistake me for no movie star
'cause I'm just a humble jumble of God's crooked smile
Did you check out my hair in the brand new style?



Writer(s): Jim White


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