Hairdresser On Fire

Here is London

Giddy London

Is it home of the free or what?

Can you squeeze me

Into an empty page of your diary

And psychologically save me?

I've got faith in you

I sense the power

In the fingers

Within an hour the power

Could totally destroy me

Or, it could save my life

Oh, here is London

"Home of the brash, outrageous and free"

You are repressed

But you're remarkably dressed

Is it real?

And you're always busy

Really busy

Busy, busy

Oh, oh, hairdresser on fire

All around Sloane Square

And you're just so busy

Busy, busy

Busy scissors

Oh, oh, hairdresser on fire

Only other day

Was a client, over-cautious

He made you nervous

And when he said "I'm gonna sue you"

Oh, I really felt for you

So can you squeeze me

Into an empty page of your diary

And supernaturally change me?

Change me, change

Oh, here in London

"Home of the brash, outrageous and free"

You are repressed

But you're remarkably dressed

Is it real?

And you're always busy

Really busy

Busy clippers

Oh, oh, hairdresser on fire

All around Sloane Square

And you're just too busy

To see me

Busy clippers

Oh, oh, hairdresser on fire

Only other day