Everytime I shake my head
It's like Christmas
Was it coincidence or incidents
That had me wearing white shirts all the time
Every time I shake my head
It's Kris Kringle
And every time I brush my hair
Bells jingle
Itching leads to scratching leads to scalp chunk in my nails
My shampoo fails
My hopes and hairs run down the drain
(what a pain)
It's not meant to be Christmas all the time
It's 93 degrees outside
And it's snowing
I'm Mr. Unsure lacking pride
And it's showing
Shaking heads are flaking
Dead skin on my shoulders
All the older shineheads point and giggle at my plight
(and that aint right)
It's not meant to be Christmas all the time
Call it HARassed or harASSED
I've been embarrassed in the past
And now at last I've given up on reason
(not on rhyme)
It's not meant to be Christmas all the time
