Floyd the Barber


Hello Cobain Come on in.
Floyd observes my hairy chin
Sit down (in the) chair don't be afraid
Steamed hot towel on my face

I was shaved
I was shamed
I was shaved

Barney ties me to a chair
I can't see I'm really scared
Floyd breathes hard, I hear a zip
Pee-pee pressed against my lips

Floyd lets others in the room
Opie, Aunt Bea, I presume
They take turns and cut me up
I die smothered in Andy's clutch