Floyd The Barber

Floyd The Barber
Bell on door 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 die smothered in Andy's butt
I was shaved
I was shaved
I was shaved
La letra de la canción 'Floyd The Barber' de Nirvana nos sumerge en una atmósfera inquietante y perturbadora, donde el personaje principal describe su experiencia en la barbería de Floyd...