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Let nothing you may slay
Lay one undead hand on your hair
On evenings Tuesday
And save us all from going crazy
When we have bad hair days
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Oh hair gel brings comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Have a canape, watch Buffy, and enjoy.
In Sunnydale in Cali,
His blessed hair was formed.
Tips frosted in a barber shop
And dyed different shades each morn.
To which his senior friends in school
Did nothing 'cept adore.
Chorus
From Whedon the creator
Oz suddenly appeared
And unto certain viewers
Brought streams of joyful tears.
And how on Buffy there was formed
The God of Spikes by name
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