Floyd, the Barber. (Nirvana)

Bell on door ring come on in
Floyd observes my hairy chin
Seat in the chair don't be afraid
Steamin' hot towards on my face.

I was ashaved.
I was ashamed.
I was ashaved.

Barnie ties me to the chair
I can't see I'm really scared
Floyd breathes hard I heard a zip
Peepee pressed against my lips

I was ashaved.
I was ashamed.
I was ashaved.

I sense others in the room
Opie aunt beam I presume
They take turns to cut me off
I die smoothered in aunt beas muff.

I was ashaved.
I was ashamed.
I was ashaved.