Well,I got my hair  cut on Good Friday,yeah

Well,I got my hair  cut on Good Friday,yeah~
Should folk  be working then d’yah think?
I look like I’ve had chemotherapy

So cancer,I am ready, if you prey
I’ve had a cut and now it’s dyed  and punk
Well,I got my hair  cut on Good Friday,yeah~

Once we had more order in our ways
We got married and had sex  when we were drunk
I look like I’ve had psychotherapy

See, I look at this life  somewhat differently
I have the treatment backwards  to show spunk
Well,I got my hair   trimmed on Good Friday,yeah

I’ll have no chemo  and the illness may
Be upended like a ton of flying junk
I look like I’ve had vinotherapy

When you get that  letter, have  a thought
This is not the fish our Saviour caught
Well,I got my hair  cut on Good Friday,yeah
I look like I’ve had logotherapy