Floyd The Barber (Live At The Paramount/1991)

Bell door on clanks, come on in Floyd observes my hairy chin Sit down chair don't be afraid Steamed hot towel on my face I was shaved I was shaved I was shaved Barney ties me to the chair I can't see I'm really scared Floyd breathes hard I hear a zip Pee pee pressed against my lips I was shaved I was shaved I was shaved I sense others in the room Opey, Aunt Bea, I presume They take turns and cut me up I died smothered in Andy's clutch I was shamed I was shamed I was shamed