The League Of Bald-headed Men Lyrics - Fall

You know when you end up in some sort of a cine-complex 

And the person next to you is someone you hate? 

Well well well well well well well well with me, 

I end up like that, 

All around and inside left. 

All through the walls 

It suppurates. 

Look it up! 

I'm immobile. 

Is your house for sale? 

And Davey's just got out of his cell - 

Where have you been this time? 

Your lives are beyond the pale. 

Walk the main drag, splayed. 

See the blue baseball hatted, baseball blue hatted 

School friends, pop mobs 

Male loafers, business affairs advisers and members of the band. 

Suppurates, look it up! 

And every day it's my pleasure to meet 

The great league of bald-headed men. 

Your friends, pop mobs, first wives, ex-loafers 

And every day it is my pleasure to meet 

The league of bald-headed men. 

Baseball hatted, blue capped. 

And every day it's my pleasure to meet 

The great league of bald-headed men.