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