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Another beautiful s**tty day
I wanna throw my life away
I wish the sun would stop to shine
But it seems the son of a b*tch is here to stay
Wont you spare me your ugly smile
And let me be miserable for a while
d*mn I wasnt born in Liverpool
Dont you just love my depressing style?
I am so proud of my haircut
I am so proud of what Ive become
I really like my new haircut
I am so proud of what Ive become
Another hotel room to wreck
Another million dollar check
Another article about "The Beatles clones"
Gonna break that reporters 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 Ive become
I really like my new haircut
I am so proud of what Ive become