nirvana – Floyd The Barber scritto da admin 19 Gennaio 2016 Bell door on clanks, come on in Floyd observes my hairy chin Sit down chair don’t be afraid Steamed hot towel on my face I was shaved I was shaved I was shaved Barney ties me to the chair I can’t see I’m really scared Floyd breathes hard I hear a zip Pee pee pressed against my lips I was shamed I was shamed I was shamed I sense others in the room Opey, Aunt Bea, I presume They take turns and cut me up I died smothered in Andy’s clutch I was shaved I was shaved I was shaved