I have a few things to say,
My hair is just like a pile of hay
And as messy it may seems
I still have those dreams
And in my head there are some schemes
To grow it longer than any other creature
In this whole rotten' nature

So who will stop me?
She will not...
And if she will
I'll cut her throat
It's just a thought,it's just a thought...

And if you will just dare,
To cut my hair...
I will die and kill you first
Because i'ts so beautiful...
It's just like a fist
Against those hairless dudes,
Their names are written in my list On my shelf,
They have no grils,and no wealth.


So who will stop me?
She will not...
And if she will
I'll cut her throat
It's just a thought,it's just a thought...


Because long hair is everything that matters
The joy the power the music the style
And i won't be ignored the people will love me...u'll see
Their eyes will travel but their hands won't be free
I will never give up...the long hair fantasy

So who will stop me?
She will not...
And if she will
I'll cut her throat
It's just a thought,it's just a thought...

And this song sucks and rotting to gore
I must confess that i'm capable for more
Not just in words... but in quality
But i'll never leave the long hair fantasy.