You know, I have to say
It’s not the best haircut
I’ve ever had
Well, he didn’t really seem to--
I mean, when you put aside
The whole murdering thing
He really just didn’t seem to have
A good grasp
Of his craft
You know what I mean?
I get that he was busy
Slitting people’s throats
Slitting people’s throats
But that’s no excuse
To shoddy work
Look at the back of my head
Look at it
It’s atrocious
I don’t even want to leave the house
My friend who recommended me
Had this nice, clean cut--
I think he did anyway
It was hard to tell
With him in the casket
But--
I could tell
It was a much better haircut
Than the one I got
Just atrocious
Why do you think I’m wearing a hat?
Have you ever seen me
Wear a hat?
Oh--and!
And!
He got blood
On my lapel
I think it was left over
From the guy before me
Dripped
Right on my brand new suit jacket
It’s not sanitary!
I was so upset about it
I had to go downstairs
And have a pie
So I could calm down
Oh, those pies
They’re incredible
I hope my friend go to try one
Before he--you know
Disappointing
The haircut
Not the pie
The pie was--A+
And also--
Real talk here
Why didn’t he kill me?
I was sitting right there
I had the razor at my neck
I was talking the entire time
He definitely looked like
He wanted to kill me
And yet here I am
And, you know
I’m trying not to take that personally
But it’s hard
It’s really hard
I’m not dead
And he gave me a shitty haircut
On top of it
Disappointing
Just very
Disappointing
Well, let me tell you something
If he hadn’t had his own throat slit
I wouldn’t be going back to his shop
Not a chance
Not a chance in hell
A clean shave?
Sure
But the haircut?
No
No, no, no
Oh!--and
The singing
I could have done
Without that as well
You know, I might be alive
But I’m far from being
A happy customer
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