Hair
James Last Lyrics


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She asks me why, I'm just a hairy guy
I'm hairy noon and night, hair that's a fright
I'm hairy high and low, don't ask me why, Don't know
It's not for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead

Darlin', give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there hair, shoulder length or longer
Here, baby, there, momma, everywhere, daddy, daddy
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair

Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees
Give a home to the fleas in my hair
A home for fleas, (yeah) a hive to bees, (yeah) a nest for birds
There ain't no words for the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair

I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy, snaggy, shaggy
Ratty, matty, oily, greasy, fleecy, shining, gleaming
Streaming, flaxen, waxen, knotted, polka dotted
Twisted, beaded, braided, powdered, flowered and confettied
Bangled, tangled, spangled and spaghettied
They'll be ga ga at the go go when they see me in my toga
My toga made of blond, brilliantined, biblical hair
My hair like Jesus wore it, Hallelujah, I adore it
Hallelujah; Mary loved her son, why don't my mother love me?
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair
Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair




Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair
Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to James Last's song "Hair" describe the singer's pride and love for their long, unruly, and unconventional hair. The song opens with the singer being asked why they have so much hair, and they respond by highlighting their hairy appearance throughout the day and night. The singer expresses their confusion as to why they possess such an abundance of hair, suggesting that it is not due to a lack of sustenance, using a comparison to the Grateful Dead.


The chorus is a plea to the loved one, asking for acceptance and admiration of their long, beautiful hair. The singer paints a vivid picture of their hair, describing it as shining, gleaming, and flowing down to their shoulders or even longer. The repetition of various family members - baby, momma, and daddy - emphasizes the universal appeal and desire to be accepted and loved for their unruly hair.


The second verse adds a whimsical touch to the song, as the singer imagines the various creatures that could make a home in their hair. The mention of fleas, bees, and birds shows that the beauty of their hair surpasses the limitations of traditional beauty standards. The singer declares that words cannot capture the immense beauty and wonder of their hair.


The bridge of the song explores the singer's diverse and eclectic desires for their hair, emphasizing that they want it in all forms - long, straight, curly, fuzzy, and more. They use a string of adjectives to describe the different textures and appearances they would like to experiment with. The whimsical and comical tone continues as the singer envisions themselves donning a toga made of their blond, biblical hair, a playful reference to their hair being magnificent and worthy of adoration.


Throughout the song, there is a sense of longing for acceptance and love from their loved ones, particularly their mother. The lyric "Hallelujah; Mary loved her son, why don't my mother love me?" expresses the singer's deep desire to be appreciated and valued, just like Jesus was loved by Mary.


In summary, "Hair" is a lighthearted and humorous song that celebrates the singer's unconventional and unique hair while also exploring themes of acceptance, self-expression, and longing for love.


Line by Line Meaning

She asks me why, I'm just a hairy guy
When she questions me, I can only explain that I am a man with a lot of hair


I'm hairy noon and night, hair that's a fright
My hair is thick and excessive all day and night, and it can be quite scary


I'm hairy high and low, don't ask me why, Don't know
My hair grows everywhere, and I cannot provide a logical explanation for it


It's not for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead
Contrary to popular belief, my abundance of hair is not due to poverty or negligence, just like the band Grateful Dead


Darlin', give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
My dear, I crave for a partner who possesses a head full of long, beautiful hair


Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
That hair should be radiant, polished, and smooth like flax or wax


Give me down to there hair, shoulder length or longer
I desire hair that flows down to at least that length, or even longer


Here, baby, there, momma, everywhere, daddy, daddy
I want that hair present everywhere, as if it belongs to every member of the family


Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Emphasizing the importance and focus on hair repeatedly


Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair
I want my hair to flow, to be displayed proudly, as long as it can naturally grow


Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees
Allowing my hair to be carried by the wind and intertwined with branches


Give a home to the fleas in my hair
My hair becomes a habitat for fleas


A home for fleas, (yeah) a hive to bees, (yeah) a nest for birds
Not only fleas, but it also becomes a shelter for bees and a nesting place for birds


There ain't no words for the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
There are no sufficient words to describe the magnificence, grandeur, and awe-inspiring nature of my hair


I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy, snaggy, shaggy
I desire my hair to possess various qualities such as length, straightness, curls, fuzziness, tangles, and untamed appearance


Ratty, matty, oily, greasy, fleecy, shining, gleaming
It can be messy, unkempt, oily, shiny, and have a soft, wool-like texture


Streaming, flaxen, waxen, knotted, polka dotted
It can flow like a stream, be blonde like flax, polished like wax, and have knots and polka dot patterns


Twisted, beaded, braided, powdered, flowered and confettied
I want it to be twisted, adorned with beads, braided, powdered, decorated with flowers and confetti


Bangled, tangled, spangled and spaghettied
It should have bracelets, be tangled, adorned with ornaments, and have a messy, spaghetti-like appearance


They'll be ga ga at the go go when they see me in my toga
People will be amazed and fascinated when they witness me in my ancient Greek toga


My toga made of blond, brilliantined, biblical hair
My toga is made from hair that is blonde, coated with hair oil for shine, and reminiscent of the biblical era


My hair like Jesus wore it, Hallelujah, I adore it
I adore and admire my hair, styled similar to how Jesus may have worn his, and this fills me with joy and praise


Hallelujah; Mary loved her son, why don't my mother love me?
Drawing a comparison to the love Mary had for her son Jesus, I wonder why my own mother does not show the same level of love towards me


Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair
I want my hair to continue flowing and being displayed, just as long as it can naturally grow


Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair
Reiterating the desire for my hair to keep flowing and being shown, as long as its growth is determined by a higher power


Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair
Continuing to express the wish for my hair to flow and be exhibited, as long as it is allowed to grow by a divine force


Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair
Once again emphasizing the importance of allowing my hair to flow and be shown, as long as its growth is guided by a spiritual entity




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Galt Mac Dermot, Gerome Ragni, James Rado

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GOLF BOY

I murder the instinct, in smoke, back door I give the beat
It's not "Basement Under Sheep", I get the rhythm, It's the Lodz habit

Kurty

Wdech, wydech, wymach. Skrecz gryzie dywan :D

Easy Sounds

English?

Marlabr56

Sample of O.S.T.R. 's "Komix"

BigLittle MediumHigh

Komixowo 👐

최정원

뚜찌빠찌

Easy Sounds

Care to translate that?

최정원

Easy Sounds
it’s just sound
you know this song inserted into the movie ’minions’ right?
About three years ago, the song of that movie was popular in Korea.
So I was looking for the song, and I realized that it was the original song, so I wrote down the song lyrics in Korean.

Easy Sounds

@최정원 Hadn't heard of the movie, but thanks for the info!

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