George Carlin - Hair Poem Lyrics
I'm aware some stare at my hair.In fact, to be fair,Some really despair of my hair.But I don't care,Cause they're not aware,Nor are they devonaire.In fact, they're just square.They see hair down to there,Say, "Beware" and go off on a tear!I say, "No fair!"A head that's bare is really nowhere.So be like a bear, be fair with your hair!Show it you care.Wear it to there.Or to there.Or to there, if you dare!My wife bought some hair at a fair, to use as a spare.Did I care?Au contraire!Spare hair is fair!In fact, hair can be rare.Fred Astair got no hair,Nor does a chair,Nor nor a chocolate eclair,And where is the hair on a pear?Nowhere, mon frere!So now that I've shared this affair of the hair,I'm going to repair to my lair and use Nair, do you care?(Beard Poem)Here's my beard.Ain't it wierd?Don't be sceered,Just a beard.