Hair raising

 Though in some its elastic

In others it's like plastic

The quality, the quality of hair is not strained

Some are like the hairy apes

Who in the forest reign

The quality, the quality of hair is not strained

You  may be a lion shaking off your mane

The quality , the quality of hair is not strained

Or perhaps you're a tiger swishing stripes in rain

It comes in all different colours and you'll know they're not the same

The quality, the quality of hair is not strained

Think of the mole, his skin it is quite strange,

You see him underground with black or brown mane

You think he is a man who walks about the town

But the quality, the quality of his hair is not strained

No don't find it yesterday

Don't look in your brush today

We leave our hair in every place

The quality's not strained

Though some hair is grey, some white or even beige

The blonde, the red, the brunette's head

The quality of hair is not strained

I once knew a moustached man

Who claimed his hair came from Japan

He asked them to pay for it

The quality is not strained

Then I saw a whaler's back

And nearly had a heart attack

The quality, the quality of hair is not strained

They gave him back his hair,

And he gave them back their swear

So now the Japanese can swear

With the best of the hairless brain

Oh the quality of hair, the quality of hair

The quality of hair, is not strained at all

No don't you ask me yesterday

What today I will pay

for just one hair upon your head

The quality's not strained

Don't you need me to reneg

On the wishes of your own egghead

They told me that it's not said

The quality is not strained

The quality of hair is not strained.