Another beautiful shitty day
I wanna throw my life away
I wish the sun would stop to shine
But it seems the son of a bitch is here to stay

Won´t you spare me your ugly smile
And let me be miserable for a while
Damn I wasn´t born in Liverpool
Don´t you just love my depressing style?

I am so proud of my haircut
I am so proud of what I´ve become
I really like my new haircut
I am so proud of what I´ve become

Another hotel room to wreck
Another million dollar check
Another article about "The Beatles clones"
Gonna break that reporter´s neck

Another person to insult
Another gig ends in tumult
Then disappear on a holiday to India
And start a psychedelic cult

I am so proud of my haircut
I am so proud of what I´ve become
I really like my new haircut
I am so proud of what I´ve become