Combing My Hair   





Now people always come around 

But they don't always stick around 

I run a comb across my head 

I wish my hair would settle down 

The clock I see is running slow 

The batteries are running low 

I run a comb across my head 

And it feels the same like it did before 

You're just another first footer across my door 

And little less care  

(hair?) than I had last year 

But it doesn't worry me because I 

I have no fear 

Here 

 

The car I see is painted black 

I'm steering  

(staring) at the driver's back 

He runs a comb across his head 

And it feels the same like it did before 

You're just another fresh fare across his door 

And little less care than he had last year 

But it doesn't worry him because he 

He has no fear 

Here, here 

 

Now people always come around 

But they don't always stick around 

They run a comb across your head 

I wish my hair would settle down 

The clock I see is running slow 

We've only got three years to go 

We run our combs across our heads 

And it feels the same like it did before 

You're just another first footer across the door 

And little less care than we took last year 

But it doesn't worry us because we 

We have no fear 

Here 

Have we 

We have no fear 

Have we 

We have no fear