"Hairdresser On Fire" lyrics

Here is London, giddy of London
Is it "Home of the Free," or what?

Can you squeeze me
Into an empty page of your diary
And psychologically save me?
I've got faith in you

I sense the power
In the fingers
Within an hour, the power
Could totally destroy me
Or, it could save my life

Oh, here is London
"Home of the brash, outrageous, and free"
You are repressed
But you're remarkably dressed
Is it real?

And you're always busy
Really busy
Busy, busy, oh, oh
Hairdresser on fire
All around Sloane Square

And you're just so busy
Busy, busy
Busy scissors, ooh, oh
Hairdresser on fire
(Only the other day)

Was a client, over-cautious
He made you nervous
And when he said,
"I'm gonna sue you"
Oh, I really felt for you
Mm, hmm

So can you squeeze me
Into an empty page of your diary
And supernaturally change me?
Change me, change...

Oh, here in London
"Home of the brash, outrageous, and free"
You are repressed
But you're remarkably dressed
Is it real?

And you're always busy
Really busy
Busy clippers, oh, oh
Hairdresser on fire
All around Sloane Square

And you're just too busy
To see me
Busy clippers, oh, oh
Hairdresser on fire
(Only the other day)