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The Bald Brothers
Mediocre Melodies

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Listen to our mediocre melodies from the new album here!

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Jealous

Jealous

Copyright 2024 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato

                                        

I shaved a man’s head the other day

If you ask me why, I'd have to say

I was jealous… Jealous

 

He had so much hair, what does he need it for

I have none, I could use some more

I was jealous… Jealous

 

Now Jealousy is not a good thing

But I was sitting there and he was flashin' his mane

I was jealous… Jealous

 

You’d probably be just as jealous as me

To someone flaunting assets follicly

For anyone who says that I’m insane

Try living the bald life... just for a day

You'd be Jealous

 

He has so much hair, what does he use it for

He was flippin’ his curls when he entered the door

I was jealous… Jealous

 

When I had hair, I just combed it down

I never made a scene, kept on the low down

I'm Jealous… Jealous and disgusted

 

I have nothing against the follicly endowed

Unless they arrogantly expose their hairy crowns

Then I’m jealous… Jealous and vengeful

 

You’d probably be just as jealous as me

To someone flaunting assets follicly

For anyone who says that I’m insane

Try living the bald life... just for a day

You'd be Jealous

 

So, I shaved a man’s hair the other day

I ran very fast and I got away

Jealous… Jealous

 

Now if you see me on the street

'm warning you, keep your hair outta my face

Or there’ll be Trouble… Trouble… Buzzzzz

 

If the police ever catch me, I’ll just say:

“It Wasn't Me, it was the Other Bald Guy!”

Cause I'll bet he's also Jealous

Jealous... Jealous... Jealous...

Jealous

Bob Left the Bald Brothers

Bob Left the Bald Brothers (Because His Hair Grew Back)

Copyright 2024  Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato


Well, we’re the Bald Brothers... there’s only two


Used to be three Bald Brothers... here’s a story for you

Well, Bob was the third Bald Brother, he even sang better than us

He hit all the notes; we used to do some nice three-part harmonies together


Yeah, Bob was another Bald Brother

But we kicked Bob out of the Bald Brothers, when his hair started growing back!

Yeah, we kicked Bob out of the Bald Brothers, when his hair started growing back!


You see, Bob, he wasn’t happy being bald... so he went to the doctor

He said “Doctor, how can I get rid of this baldness?”

And the doctor said, “Why don’t you try this hair tonic stuff?”

It seemed to work on Bob; so Bob got some thick hair

He came to Practice, and we said “You can’t be a Bald Brother, if your hair came back!”

So, we kicked Bob out of the Bald Brothers, when his hair was growin' back


Now there’s just two Bald Brothers, mediocre as can be

Sometimes we don’t hit all the notes; and we can’t do three-part harmony

But, we have our standards, not just anybody can join us

You gotta be bald as a melon to be in this band

So, if you think you’re gonna grow your hair back; we won’t tolerate that


Well, Bob was one of the Bald Brothers, but we kicked him out of the band,

Well, we kicked Bob out of the Bald Brothers, when his hair started growing back!

Bob

Follicly Challenged

Follicly Challenged

Copyright 2024 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato


Why was I born with so much hair

It's a dirty trick the gods played on me

Why was I born with so much hair

The hairiest baby in the nursery


Had my first haircut when I was three

I had more hair than the barber'd ever seen

When I was thirteen at my junior prom

My date was envious, her hair was not as long


From overly hairy to follicly challenged

I went from hope to despair

From overly hairy to follicly challenged

Sometimes life doesn't seem fair


Why was I born with so much hair

It's a dirty trick the gods played on me

I was in college, trying to date a lot

I needed my hair but then it was not


When I got married and had my own kids

My hair started falling out faster than it ever did

Now I'm an old bald man at sixty three

I've had a good life except follicly


From overly hairy to follicly challenged

I went from hope to despair

From overly hairy to follicly challenged

Sometimes life doesn't seem fair


From overly hairy to follicly challenged

I went from hope to despair

From overly hairy to follicly challenged

Sometimes life doesn't seem fair

Sometimes life just isn't fair

Follicly

Deal with the Devil

Made a Deal with the Devil

Copyright 2024 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato

                                  

Made a deal with the Devil

I'm not proud but it's true

Cause I was bald as a melon

And he promised hair back full

He said all that he wanted was

My soul when life was through

I never needed my soul before

So why should I worry?

There's no need to worry!


Made a deal with the Devil

And now I sure regret it

Made a deal with the Devil

How I wish that he'd forget it

Thought it was what I wanted

But it's not what I wanted

I never needed hair before

Please just take it all away

Take all my hair, take it away


This hair is not so great

It keeps on getting wet

Blows around in the wind

It's making me upset

Being bald wasn't bad

Must've been under a spell

And now I’m gonna burn in Hell

Now I’m gonna burn in Hell!

                                    

Made a bad deal with the Devil

But I didn't know the score

If I knew I'd be goin' to Hell

I woulda asked for more

I coulda been a whole lot taller

Coulda been a gigolo

Why did I accept so little?

I'm starting to worry!

Should I start to worry?

                                      

Made a deal with the Devil

I wish it wasn't true

Cause I was bald as a melon

And now I don't know what to do

He said all that he wanted was

My soul when life was through

I never needed my soul before

I'm starting to worry!

Now's the time to worry!


Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

A deal's a deal, you can't back out

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

You understood what this was about

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

Your soul is mine, there's no turning back

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

By the way... hair burns... imagine that!  Hahahaha!


Made a deal with the Devil

Devil

Only the Hairy Go to Heaven

Only the Hairy Go to Heaven

Copyright 2024 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato


I feel so sad and lonely 

Redemption may never be found 

While I can see the sky above me

I can’t see beyond the clouds 


And so I’ve come to wonderin' 

If someone's watching way up there 

Would I be closer to Heaven 

If I had a full head of hair? 


Heaven knows I’m waiting for a sign

But maybe I’m just wasting my time 

It's a sad thought and it would be a crime 

If only the hairy go to Heaven 


The light from my head might obscure me

From being seen from high above 

It may be easy to overlook me

And that’s what I’m afraid of


Heaven knows I’m waiting for a sign

But maybe I’m just wasting my time 

It's a sad thought and it would be a crime 

If only the hairy go to Heaven 


I feel so sad and lonely 

Redemption may never be found 

While I can see the sky above me

I can’t see beyond the clouds 


And so I’ve come to wonderin'  

If someone's watching way up there 

Would I be closer to Heaven 

If I had a full head of hair?


Would I be closer to Heaven 

If I had a full head of hair?

Hairy

Me and My Cap

Me and My Cap

Copyright 2024 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato


Me and my cap  

We’re very close, so very close

Me and my cap

Cause no one knows, no, no one knows

The secret hidden there

Is that my head is totally bare

And that is why I always wear

My lovely knitted cap


Every morning I don my chapeau

I have a nice selection for anywhere I go - oh


I never tip my cap

Cause that would give it all away

One look and that is that

Everyone would point and say

Your life has been a lie

And it's so sad you had to try

Try so hard to hide

Under that little cap


It's me and my cap each and every day

Keeps me in the game at work or play - ay

   

My little Cap

Best bud that there's ever been

Me and my cap

Been together through thick now thin

He is my closest friend

And I know that I can depend

To help conceal what's all too real

Under that little cap


I pray to the gods each and every day

The wind doesn't blow my best friend away - ay


Me and my cap

We’re very close, so very close       

Me and my cap

Cause no one knows, no, no one knows

The secret hidden there

Is that my head is totally bare

And that is why I always wear

My lovely little cap

My lovely knitted cap

I love...  my little cap

Cap

​Lament of the Crabby Bald Man

Lament of the Crabby Bald Man

Copyright 2024 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato


People call me mean

Maybe you’d be mean as well

If all your hair was gone

And you were bald as Hell

I once was a nice young man

When I had flowing locks

Now I’m just a crabby bald guy

Who’s lost his boyish looks


He’s just a crabby old bald man

Who lost his boyish looks

He’s just a crabby old bald man

Who lost his boyish looks


I used to get the girls

They’d run their fingers through my hair

Now I just get scowls

And jokes about my head so bare


So, maybe you can see

Why I’ve become so mean

So don’t try to mess with me

Or you’ll be very very sorry

Now I’m just a crabby bald guy

Who’s lost his boyish looks


He’s just a crabby old bald man

Who lost his boyish looks

He’s just a crabby old bald man

Who lost his boyish looks


People say I’m mean

And that perhaps I’ve lost my mind

Just because I yelled at the woman

In front of me in the grocery line


But she had to pay by check

It’s two thousand twenty four

The line was very long

I was right and she was wrong


People say I’m mean

Just because I told the waiter

To send my cold soup back

Because I wanted it to be hotter


If I was a handsome man with hair

No one would complain

But because I’m old and bald

They all say I’m mean and I’m insane


He’s just a crabby old bald man

Who lost his boyish looks

He’s just a crabby old bald man

Who lost his boyish looks


He’s just a crabby old bald man

Who lost his boyish looks

He’s just a crabby old bald man

Who lost all of his looks


No I’m Not!

Ahh, screw all of you!

Bald Man
Baldville

Baldville, USA

Baldville USA

Copyright 2024 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato


A hair razing adventure took place in these parts

With barbers all lined up, their razors shootin' sparks

And every man and woman came out that faithful day

Cause they were very proud to live in Baldville USA


Baldville USA, Baldville USA

They were very proud to live in Baldville USA

Baldville USA, Baldville USA

They were very proud to live in Baldville USA


Now I guess you're wonderin' how this all came to be

Why each and every citizen would choose so happily

To lose all of their locks and let their bald heads shine

Well, it had to do with pride and I was the first in line


Baldville USA, Baldville USA

They were very proud to live in Baldville USA

Baldville USA, Baldville USA

They were very proud to live in Baldville USA


Baldville USA sure lived up to its name

Baldville USA, the town did proclaim

That every head was beautiful, every head should be seen

And Baldville USA sure practiced what it preached


Baldville USA, Baldville USA

They were very proud to live in Baldville USA

Baldville USA, Baldville USA

They were very proud to live in Baldville USA


My cousin came to visit, didn’t know the policy

They grabbed him at the border and shaved his head clean

All heads are beautiful in Baldville USA

But if you want to keep your hair, you'd better stay away


Baldville USA, Baldville USA

They were very proud to live in Baldville USA

Baldville USA, Baldville USA

They were very proud to live in Baldville USA


Baldville USA, Baldville USA

They were very proud to live in Baldville USA

Baldville USA, Baldville USA

They were very proud to live in Baldville USA

Heart Broken

Bald and Heart Broken

Bald and Heart Broken

Copyright 2024 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato

 

Oh, being bald

Wasn’t so bad at all

Oh, my life was fine 'til I met you


Then we fell in love

It was the best time in my life  

I was so in love with you

Then you left me for that man

With the pony tail

 

BALD and lonely BALD

BALD and heart broken... BALD

                                      

Now being bald

Is the worst thing in the world

Cause every time that I see hair

I think of you

 

Oh, being bald

It’s the worst thing in the world

Cause it made me lose you

And I loved you so

 

BALD and lonely BALD

BALD and heart broken... BALD

                                      

Being bald

It’s the worst thing in the world

Because I lost my best girl

And now I'm alone

 

Scat singing

 

Bald

happy and bald

Happy and Bald

Happy and Bald

Copyright 2024 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato 

 

Happy and Bald, I’m bald and happy

No one can stop me from feelin’ free

Happy and Bald, bald and happy

No one can stop me from bein’ free

No one can take away my dignity

 

When I was a young boy my daddy said to me

When you grow up you’re gonna be bald just like me

 

My dad was bald, but he was happy

I learned from him to be proud of me

Now I’m Happy and Bald, bald and happy

No one can stop me from bein’ me

Having no hair just sets me free

 

Now that I’m old, I tell my own children

If you keep your hair it’s no thanks to me (But good for you)

But if you lose your hair, you can still be happy

Don’t let anyone take your dignity

Take pride in yourself and you’ll be free

 

Happy and Bald, I’m bald and happy

No one can stop me from bein’ me

Happy and Bald, bald and happy

No one can stop me from bein’ free

They can't take away my dignity

 

If you’re feeling bald and insecure

Remember these words I say to you

No one can take away your self-esteem

No one can take your dignity 

No one can stop you from feelin’ free

 

You’ll be Happy and Bald, bald and happy

No one can stop us from bein’ free

I'm Happy and Bald, I'm bald and happy

No one can ever stop me from bein’ me 

Lost

The Day I Lost You

The Day I Lost You

Copyright 2026 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato

 

You told me that you loved me

And I believed that it was true

You said you’d never leave me

I thought it was forever, just me and you

 

We made such beautiful music together

I thought it would never end

But one day you came and told me

You had found another music man

 

The man with the big Kazoo

He made me lose you

The man with the big Kazoo

Swooped in and made me lose you

 

When he came to town you started hanging 'round

With that man with the big Kazoo 

Once he let you blow it

I knew that you and I were through

 

Now you’re making beautiful music together

and I’m all alone

Playin’ with my little blue Kazoo, yeah

I guess I can’t blame you

 

The man with the big Kazoo

He made me lose you

The man with the big Kazoo

Swooped in and made me lose you

 

I couldn't compete with that shiny, new Kazoo

It was so big, and he used it to steal you

 

The man with the big Kazoo

Now you’re in his band and we are through

I hate my little blue Kazoo

Cause it made me lose you

 

I said I loved you, you said you loved me too,

Then that music man came to town

And that was The Day I Lost You

To the man with the big Kazoo

To the man with the big Kazoo

To the man with the big Kazoo

To the man with the big Kazoo

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She Threw My Guitar Out the Window

She Threw My Guitar Out the Window

Copyright 2026 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato

 

I lied and I told her

“I never look at other girls”

Maybe she knew I was lying

Because her blood began to boil

 

I told her that I loved her

She said “How could that be true?”

I said “When I’m with you

I hardly think of anyone new” (She didn’t like that, so)

 

She threw my guitar out the window

I heard it smash as it hit the ground

Then I wound up out that window

I’m glad it was only two floors down

 

Oh she threw my guitar out the window   

Cause she thought I looked at another girl

What will she do if she discovers

I’m engaged to three other girls

 

I hope she never finds out

About Jane and Jen and Sue

I hope she never finds out

About Sarah, Sally and Betty Lou

 

Well, she threw my guitar out the window 

I think that was rather mean

Oh I’m really such a nice guy 

I can’t help it if all the girls want me!

 

When she threw me out that window

My ring finger got broke

How will I explain to Janis

That I can’t put on a wedding ring?

 

Oh, I may have forgotten to mention

That I’m getting married next week

If she found out she might run me down

With her big truck without a blink 

 

It’s really not my fault

That all those girls love me

I just can’t help it

That I’m so cute and bald and sweet

 

She threw my guitar out the window

Oh, there was fire in her eyes

I knew right then and right there

She might be the Devil in disguise

Because it couldn’t be my fault  

Grandpa

Run Grandpa Run

Run, Grandpa, Run

Copyright 2026 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato

 

It started out as just an innocent game

With Grandpa and the Widow at the mall

Just a kiss, maybe more, some folks say                     

You can blame it all on alcohol

 

Though that spark never turned into a flame

The story just spread like wild fire

Grandpa was enjoyin' this dangerous game                   

Not thinking 'bout the wrath it would inspire

 

Run, Grandpa, run... Grandma’s got a gun

And she sure ain’t aiming to please

Run, Grandpa, run...‘Cause she knows what you done

And her target’s ‘bout a foot above the knees

 

Every self righteous nosey old biddy

Pointed bony fingers, squealin' with glee

Jaws workin' overtime in that gossipy city

Tellin' Grandma 'bout the evil they'd all seen 

 

Oh run, Grandpa, run... Your nightmare’s just begun

The lipstick on your cheek says you’re a liar

Run, Grandpa, run... You had a hot day in the sun

And now you're surprised it caused a fire

 

Grandpa said the woman had bewitched him 

It was all the fault of that Jezebel

Knew it sounded like a lie but he had to try

Cause he was just one step away from Hell 

 

Though things have been quiet for a while

Grandma's been diggin' one granddaddy of a hole

Workin' hard but wearin' a stony smile

Seems strange to me if you wanna know

 

Run, Grandpa, run... Your lie can't be unspun

Grandma won't listen to your pleas

Run, Grandpa, run... Grandma's digging's almost done

She says she's fixin' to plant a tree

But Grandpa, as far as I can see

That hole's about your size, it looks to me  

old woman

Rich Old Woman

Rich Old Woman

Copyright 2026 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato 

 

I need a rich old woman to fall in love with me

I need an old lady who’s got lots of money

I’m gonna schmooze her, you wait and see

I need a rich old woman to fall in love with me

 

I need a rich old woman to fall in love with me

‘Cause I just don't wanna work, you see

But I want to live my days in luxury

So I need a rich old babe to fall in love with me

 

I ain’t got no pension no prospects too

I need some money gonna get it from you, yeah

 

I need a rich old woman to fall in love with me

She must be old but doesn’t need to be pretty

Don’t care what she looks like, as long as she’s 83

I got my future to think about, not hers, you see

 

I need a rich old woman to fall in love with me

What do you got to lose baby? Can't you see

That no man will want you when you're 93?

So I want a rich old woman to fall in love with me

 

I ain’t got no pension, no 401K

I don’t have to mention that I wanna live better than today

 

I need a rich old woman to fall in love with me

She'll give me her money then say goodbye quickly

Up to the Pearly Gates she will fly

So I can get on with my life

Rich old woman

 

No pension baby, I hope you have a trust fund

Oh, baby baby, I’ll let you have some fun ( for a year or two )

 

I need a rich old woman, doo bee doo bee dee

Boo doo ba dah dah ba dah dah dee

Wanna live the rest of my days in luxury

So I need a rich old woman... to fall in love with me, oh yeah

 

Rich old woman, Rich old woman, Rich old woman... Give Me Your Money!

retire

Retirement Anthem

Retirement Anthem

Copyright 2026 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato

 

I wanna retire, before I expire

I wanna retire before it’s too late

Gonna retire, before I expire

Don't think it's wise to hesitate

 

My boss O’Dwyer was not a survivor

He shoulda retired long ago

Gonna aspire to relax when I retire

Don’t wanna work anymore

 

Light a fire, under yourself

And join me in retirement, before we all expire

 

Gonna retire, before I expire

That’s required in my long term plan

Don't wanna stay stuck in this muck and mire

Forty years of being a workin' man

 

Gonna retire, before I expire

Don’t wanna be hired by nobody else

When I retire, my daily attire

Will only be T-shirts and jeans

 

Light a fire, under yourself

And join me in retirement, before we all expire

 

You can retire yourself

Don’t wait too long, or you'll be gone

Better retire, before you expire

We should all aspire to this goal

 

He’s gonna retire, before he expires

You should do the same thing too!

Let’s not expire, before we retire

People will admire our tenacity

 

Everyone light a fire, under yourself

And join me in retirement, before we all expire

I wanna retire, before I expire

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Uke

My Ukulele Hell

My Ukulele Hell

Copyright 2026 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato

 

I started with just one, thought it might be fun to play

I loved that little Uke so much I played it every day

Then a devil on my shoulder said one's not enough for me

So I bought a dozen more on a crazy spending spree

 

I got one in bright purple and at least two in red

One is like a rainbow, there's a blue one by my bed

Every shape you can imagine, and a banjolele too

I strum away the day 'til my fingers are black and blue

 

There are Ukes on my table, Ukes on the floor         

Ukes in my bathtub and I'm still buying more

Soprano, concert, tenor, and baritones as well

There’s nowhere left for me, it's my ukulele hell 

 

My friends all tell me “You don't need any more”

I just ignore them on my way to the music store

I know I have a problem but I don't really care

If there’s a uke for sale, I'll be the first one there

 

There are Ukes on my table, Ukes on the floor

Ukes in my closet and I'm still buying more

Soprano, concert, tenor, and baritones as well

There’s nowhere left for me, it's my ukulele hell 

 

Strings like barbed wire are hanging everywhere

Boxes and cases are blocking all the stairs 

My doorbell plays a nice Hawaiian melody

My poor cat ran away 'cause he thought I went crazy

 

So if you got one you don't like or need

Just send it my way, I’ll take it happily

My dream became a nightmare at least to some degree

Sorry I gotta run, there’s another one calling me

 

There are Ukes on my table, Ukes on the floor

Ukes in the hallway and I'm still buying more

Soprano, concert, tenor, and baritones as well

There’s nowhere left for me, it's my ukulele hell 

There’s nowhere left for me, it's my ukulele hell    

There’s nowhere left for me...

Maybe it's time to sell? 

Wine

I Like Wine

I Like Wine

Copyright 2026 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato  

 

I like wine, I like food

All I do is eat and drink since I was left by you

 

I love wine, I love food

But most of all I was in love with you

 

So I drank wine, and I ate food

That made me feel better, for a little while at least

 

Since you left me, I just cry all day

Don’t know what to do, don’t know what to say

 

I like wine, I like food  

I've just been sittin’ here getting' drunk and fat since I don’t have you

 

Since you left me, I’ve been blue

Trying to fill this hole in my heart with booze and food

 

I love wine, I love food

But I loved you more, what am I gonna do?

 

Since you left me, I just cry all day

Don’t know what to do, don’t know what to say

 

Now wine, wine, wine, doesn’t do

Can't drink enough to forget about you

 

Food, food, food, that’s no good too

All I feel is full, but still empty without you

 

All that wine, wine, wine, all that food

It ain’t nothing without you

 

Since you left me, I just cry all day

Don’t know what to do, don’t know what to say

 

He drinks wine, he eats food

Since you've been gone that's all he'll do  

 

He drinks wine, wine, wine, he eats food

Now he's drunk and fat and missing you

 

He drinks wine, he eats food

Since you've been gone that's all he'll do  

He drinks wine, wine, wine, he eats food

Now he's drunk and fat and missing you

Bald People like you

Bald People are Just like You

Bald People Are Just Like You

Copyright 2026 Tom Lombardi and S. J. Armato

 

Hello boys and girls, today we’re going to teach

you about bald people, and how you shouldn’t be

afraid of them or discriminate against them,

because that’s not nice!

 

Bald People are Just like You

Bald People are Just like You

 

Oh they can brush their teeth, and tie their shoes

They have friends with hair, and they play kazoos

 

Bald People are Just like You

Bald People are Just like You

 

They can run and jump and laugh and play

They can swim and skate and fish every day

 

Bald People are Just like You

Bald People are Just like You

 

Well they can ski and laugh and sing with you

They can play video games and eat pizza too

 

Bald People are Just like You

Bald People are Just like You

 

They can play guitars and ukuleles with you

They can play the drums and the cowbell too

 

Bald People are Just like You

Bald People are Just like You

 

Well they can’t brush their hair ‘cause it just isn’t there

But that’s no reason for you to be scared

 

Bald People are Just like You

Bald People are Just like You

 

They can play Pickleball and even eat a meatball

They can go to a show, and sometimes they run really slow

 

Bald People are Just like You

Bald People are Just like You

 

Sometimes they cry and get real sad

‘Cause they don’t have hair, but hey that’s not so bad

 

Bald People are Just like You

Bald People are Just like You

 

When you see a bald man walkin’ down the street

Just give him a smile and try not to be mean

 

‘Cause Bald people are just like you

Bald People…. are just like you! 

Bonus Track:  Balding

{All other Bald Brothers songs are ORIGINALS.  This song has original Bald Brothers lyrics, set to the tune of "Dinah" from 1925.}

Balding Inspired by the classic song “Dinah”

New Lyrics Copyright 2024 Tom Lombardi


     

Balding, every day I am balding, and it is so appalling

If there’s anything worse ma’am, show it to me


Balding, every day I am balding

How I just sit and gaze at the hairs that fell off me


Every night, why do I, shake with fright?

Because my hair just might fall out while I sleep


Bald Me, I have tried every recipe

Tried every balm that you gave me, to bring hair back to me

   

Balding, every day I am balding, and it is so appalling

If there’s anything worse ma’am, show it to me


Balding, every day I am balding

And it's just so depressing thinkin' how bald I'll be


Every night, why do I, shake with fright

Because my hair just might fall out while I sleep


Bald Me, I have tried every recipe

Tried every balm that you gave me, to bring hair back to me


Bald me

BALDING bonus

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