Oh no!
The strands flow down the drain again
Hasn't changed, your hair is still growing thin
Little whiskers sprouting on your head
Very soon all your follicles will be dead

Buy a weave, Buy a piece. No, not a gun
New solutions that burn you like the sun
You cry so much you depress yourself
Move on and accept it for your health

Bald as a cue ball,
You are
Bald as a cue ball,
You are

It grows not

Before you style it, put away the goop
Come on, who will you really fool?
Shave it clean and make your stand instead
If they don't like it then they can kiss your head

It's not what's on your head, it's what's inside
All this vanity corrupts your life
Save your money, preserve some of your wealth
Look in the mirror and laugh at it yourself

Bald as a cue ball
You are
Bald as a cue ball,
You are

It grows not!