Hair Loss Blues

now, when me & my brother, we get together,
do we talk about women, politics, or the weather?
no, losin’ our hair, we talk about losin’ our hair,
we’re losin’ our hair and we’re tryin’ not to care..

all our uncles are balding, and some of our aunts,
I guess we should’ve known that we didn’t stand a chance,
losin’ our hair, we’re losin’ our hair,
we’re losin’ our hair and we’re tryin’ not to care..

now we always prayed we’d dodge that genetic bullet,
whose ever finger held the trigger, why’d they have to go & pull it?
losin’ our hair, we’re losin’ our hair,
we’re losin’ our hair and we’re tryin’ not to care..

we got a solution, and it wouldn’t be hard,
just put a little box for hair on every organ donor card,
losin’ our hair, we’re losin’ our hair,
we’re losin’ our hair and we’re tryin’ not to care..

now we don’t ask for riches, & we don’t need a palace,
we just don’t want to look like no Telly Savalas, but we’re
losin’ our hair, we’re losin’ our hair,
we’re losin’ our hair and we’re tryin’ not to care..

it’s a tragedy, if you know what I mean,
I was born Mr. Yoder, I’ve become Mr. Clean, and I’m
losin’ my hair, I’m losin’ my hair,
we’re losin’ our hair and we’re tryin’ not to care..

now, when me & my brother, we get together,
do we talk about women, politics, or the weather?
no, losin’ our hair, we talk about losin’ our hair,
we’re losin’ our hair and we’re tryin’ not to care…