Dedicate song lyrics Hairdresser On Fire by Morrissey

Here is London
giddy London
Is it home of the free,
Or what?

Can you squeeze me
Into an empty page
of your diary
And psychologically save me
I've got faith in you

I sense the power
Within the fingers
Within an hour the power
Could totally destroy me
Or, it could save my life


Oh,
here is London
Home of the brash, outrageous, and free
You are repressed
But you're remarkably dressed
Is it Real?

And you're always busy
Really busy
Busy, busy
Oh, hairdresser on fire
All around Sloane Square

And you're just so busy
Busy, busy
Busy scissors
Oh, hairdresser on fire
Only the other day


Was a client
over-cautious
He made you nervous
And when he said
"I'm gonna sue you"
Oh, I really felt for you
...mmm...

So can you squeeze me
Into an empty page of your diary
And supernaturally change me?
Change me, change


Oh,
here in London
Home of the brash, outrageous, and free
You are repressed
But you're remarkably dressed
Is it Real?

And you're always busy
Really busy
Busy clippers
Oh, hairdresser on fire
All around Sloane Square
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And you're just too busy
To see me
Busy clippers
Oh, hairdresser on fire
Only the other day