Now people always come around
But they don`t always stick around
I run a comb across my head
I wish my hair would settle down
The clock I see is running slow
The batteries are running low
I run a comb across my head
And it feels the same like it did before
You`re just another first footer across my door
And little less care (hair?) than I had last year
But it doesn`t worry me because I
I have no fear
Here
The car I see is painted black
I`m steering (staring) at the driver`s back
He runs a comb across his head
And it feels the same like it did before
You`re just another fresh fare across his door
And little less care than he had last year
But it doesn`t worry him because he
He has no fear
Here, here
Now people always come around
But they don`t always stick around
They run a comb across your head
I wish my hair would settle down
The clock I see is running slow
We`ve only got three years to go
We run our combs across our heads
And it feels the same like it did before
You`re just another first footer across the door
And little less care than we took last year
But it doesn`t worry us because we
We have no fear
Here
Have we
We have no fear
Have we
We have no fear
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