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Artist/Band: Jim White
Lyrics for Song: Combing My Hair In A Brand New Style
Lyrics for Album: Drill A Hole In That Substrate & Tell [2004]



I found a blue hair comb with a busted tooth gonna

comb out my hair in this telephone booth gonna comb out love, gonna

comb out hate gonna get me a new look and I can't wait.

I took a lethal dosage of dope in my youth, bit the hook of Jesus

- Oh! The terrible truth. I swallowed it hard for a damn good while,

but now I'm combing my hair in a brand new style.

Combing my hair yeah. Combing my hair yeah. Combing my hair yeah.

Combing my hair in a brand new style.

I take a midnight stroll in a Love's supermarket.

I like passing the rows of candy

for sale. See the pale pretty girls in the magazines?

Smiling at me like they know what I mean. You take your candy dandy,

your cheap girls - ruthless!

Soul suckers all gonna end up toothless!

Gumming the truth of life's discount aisle. Me I'm

combing my hair in a brand new style.

[CHORUS]

He used a blue hair comb with a busted tooth to comb

out the tangles of his

messed up youth. Returning in glory to the scene of

his trial, he was combing his hair in a brand new style. Yeah the

sorry story of his assorted crimes - his tribulations,

his suffering mind all wiped clean and left miles behind. See him

prowling the street? He got the mojo smile.

He's combing his hair in a brand new style.

[CHORUS]

I don't want no hoodoos, no

voodoo gurus, no spooked out priesty-beasty,

no strippers with pasties, self-professed saviors of my soul, no low-down

top-secret CIA moles, no crackpot psychopathic behavior

specialists, no shriners, no shiners, no decisive moment

existentialists, that's right,

no vegetable, no mineral, no institution gonna disrupt

the constitution of my ingenious

hairdo solution - see I got my sly pomade,

my jelly in a jar! Now don't you mistake me for no

movie star, 'cause I'm just

a humble jumble of God's crooked smile.

Did you check out my hair in the brand new style?

[CHORUS]


Album Lyrics: Drill A Hole In That Substrate & Tell [2004]


Jim White
"Drill A Hole In That Substrate & Tell [2004]"


1. Borrowed Wings
2. Buzzards Of Love
3. Combing My Hair In A Brand New Style
4. If Jesus Drove A Motor Home
5. Land Called Home
6. Objects In Motion
7. Phone Booth In Heaven
8. Static On The Radio
9. That Girl From Brownsville Texas