The Finn Brothers - Bullets In My Hairdo lyrics

There's junk mail in my letterbox And all the catalogues I can't wait to buy it No matter what it costs The whistle of the sniper The crashing of the bombs Put a spring back in my step Keeps me feeling young And this shopping is a curse Everytime it's getting worse I got bullets in my hairdo The hairs on my shirt Many ways to spend your money There's not a lot to choose The tanks are rolling over My hundred dollar shoes You can never find a taxi To drive you into town I'm always in a hurry I won't go underground And this shopping is a curse Everytime it's getting worse I got bullets in my hairdo And holes in my purse All quiet on the street Silence breathing down Bullets in my hairdo Jewels in my crown And this shopping is a curse Everytime it's getting worse I got bullets in my hairdo And holes in my shirt