Purple Toupée
(They Might Be Giants)

I remember the year I went to camp
Heard about some lady named Selma and some blacks
Someone put their finger in the President's ear
And it wasn't too much later they came out with Johnson's wax
I remember the book depository
Where they crowned the King of Cuba
Now that's all I can think of, but I'm sure there's something else
Way down inside me I can feel it coming back.

Purple toupée will show the way when summer brings you down
Purple toupée and gold lamé will turn your brain around

Chinese people were fighting in the park
We tried to help them fight, no one appreciated that
Martin X was mad when they outlawed bell bottoms
Ten years later they were sharing the same cell
I shouted out, "Free the Expo '67!"
Till they stepped on my hair, and they told me I was fat
Now I'm very big, I'm a big important man
And the only thing that's different is underneath my hat.

Purple toupée will show the way when summer brings you down
Purple toupée and gold lamé will turn your brain around

Purple toupée is here to stay after the hair has gone away
The purple brigade is marching from the grave.

(Lyrics: John Linnell)