Big Cyc - Ballada o smutnym skinie

The skinhead's totally bald, he’s got no hair at all
His shiny dome gleams in the sun like a combine rolls
He’s got no sideburns, hates ponytails too
Arabs, Blacks, and Jews, they’re scared of this dude
But winter’s the worst for a skin every year
How will he survive? No hair to keep him warm

Put on a hat, skinhead, put on a hat
When the wind’s blowing, and the weather's spotty
Your ears will freeze, your neck turns stiff as stone
And what’s left of your brain will be blown away

Mom knits you a wool hat, just for your sake
Wear it when it’s cold, for your poor head’s sake
Wool will keep you warm, protect your silly dome
Those two little brain cells might just make it home

Our skin was brave, refused to wear the cap
Ran around bald all winter, didn’t make it to see spring again
His head turned blue, ears frostbit through
His skull split open, cracked clean in two

Put on a hat, skinhead, put on a hat
When the wind’s blowing, and the weather's spotty
Your ears will freeze, your neck turns stiff as stone
And what’s left of your brain will be blown away

Put on a hat, skinhead, put on a hat
When the wind’s blowing, and the weather's spotty
Your ears will freeze, your neck turns stiff as stone
And what’s left of your brain will be blown away

Put on a hat, skinhead, put on a hat
When the wind’s blowing, and the weather's spotty
Your ears will freeze, your neck turns stiff as stone
And what’s left of your brain will be blown away

Put on a hat, skinhead, put on a hat
When the wind’s blowing, and the weather's spotty
Your ears will freeze, your neck turns stiff as stone
And what’s left of your brain will be blown away

Put on a hat, skinhead, put on a hat
When the wind’s blowing, and the weather's spotty
Your ears will freeze, your neck turns stiff as stone
And what’s left of your brain will be blown away

Put your hat on, skin... she loves you yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah...