Cut My Hair - Demo

Lyrics for Cut My Hair - Demo

Why should I care, if I have to cut my hair? I got to move with the fashion, or be outcast I know I should fight but my old man is really alright And I'm still living at home, even though it won't last Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents five inches long I'm out on the street again, and I'm leaping along Dressed right For a beach fight But I just can't explain Why that uncertain feeling, is still here in my brain The kids at school have parents that seem so cool And though I don't want to hurt em', mine want me their way I clean my room and my shoes But my Momma found a box of blues And there doesn't seem much hope they'll let me stay Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents five inches long I'm out on the street again, and I'm leaping along Dressed right For a beach fight But I just can't explain Why that uncertain feeling is still here in my brain Why do I have to be different to them Just to earn the respect of a dance hall friend? We have the same old row again and again Why do I have to move with a crowd, of kids that hardly notice I'm around? I work myself to death, just to fit in I'm comin' down Got home on the very first train from town My dad just left for work, and he wasn't talking It's all a game And inside I'm just the same My fried egg makes me sick first thing in the morning