Now a song about alopecia

When I was just a baby I recall
I had no hair upon my head at all
My granddad saw me crying
And he sat me on his knee
He said: "I'm as bald as you are, Ricky
One day you will see that
Bald is beautiful Bald is beautiful
Bald is beautiful Bald is beautiful

That's right, brothers and sisters, I've learned. Baldness is not an absence of hair
It's a presence ... of head!
When the sun is glinting on your dome, you are a beacon -
Sending out universal love to all creation.
Because you are free, free from the bondage of the barber shop,
Free from the slavery of the salon. You have brushed off the brush
You have no use for mousse. You are through with shampoo.
Yes, you know - it seems a shame, as we go through our lives
So many guys go gray ... we go pink.
You know your life is changing
When you go to a barbershop and he spends five minutes on your head,
Fifteen minutes on your nose and ears.
You know your life is changing
When you let your hair down one night ...
And it doesn't come back
You know your life is changing, when you go to a fine restaurant
And the waiter comes over and says:
"Excuse me sir, but aren't you sitting upside down?"
Yes, we bald guys - we embrace our condition.
We know that it's not just a bald head.
It's a solar panel for a love machine!
Of course, they do say that guys who go bald in front of their heads
They're thinkers
And there's guys who go bald in the back of their heads
They're lovers
And there's guys who go bald all over
They think they're lovers
But science is coming to our rescue
They have a new wonder drug - it's called Propecia.
You have to be careful.
If you're taking Propecia at the same time as Viagra
You could end up with hair like Don King.
That's all I'm saying. A word to the wise
I'd like everybody to lift up your voices for the bald guys here tonight
To sing a chorus to this song. Only three words: Bald is beautiful
So let's hear it. Everybody sing
Here it comes
Bald is beautiful
Bald is beautiful
feel the love
Bald is beautiful