一听音乐网

I remember the year I went to camp
I heard about some Lady named Selma and some Blacks
Somebody put the fingers in the President's ears
It wasn't too much later they came out with Johnson's wax
I remember the book depositroy where they crowned the king of Cuba
They Might Be Giants
That's all I can think of, but I'm sure there's something else
Way down inside me I caan hear it coming back
CHORUS
Purple toupee will show the way when summer brings you down
Purple toupee aald gold lame will turn your brain around
Chinese people were fighting in the park
We tried to help them fight, no one appreciated that
Ten years later they were sharing the same cell
I shouted out, "Free the Expo '67"
Till they stepped on my hair, and told me I was fat
Now I'm very big, I'm a big important man
The only thing that's different is underneath my hat
CHORUS
Purple toupee is here to stay after the hair has gone away
The purple brigade is marching from the grave