Some Head Lice

This crosses "One Headlight" by the Wallflowers with a lice ridden Donald Trump wig.

So long ago, I don't remember when
Went thrift store shopping with my only friend
Well she said they stocked cheap things for the coming Halloween
And we riffled through the shelf of hats and wigs

I saw the straw hat of Scarecrow from the golden road to Oz
That straw would make my allergies go off
Now it always seemed such a waste
I'd never wear a wookie face
Not where someone left their gum, what a disgrace

Hey, come on, try a wig on, what a big selection
There's got to be something better than a spiky punker
But me and Cinderella
We found this Trump wig treasure
We can try it on
With some head lice

She said it's cold
It smells like gypsy incence spray
And I can't take the scent of gypsy spray
But there's got to be sorcery
Something here enticing me
This wispy mess of ugliness and greed
Well we went all to the end
Through the costume aisle bins
Sayin' all that's good; this presidential wig
Well she pulled the wig onto her head
She combed it over from the left
She scratched it then, it's just an itchy edge

Hey, come on, try a wig on, what a big selection
There's got to be something better than a rainbow afro
But me and Cinderella
We found this Trump wig treasure
We can drag a comb
Through some head lice

Your face is odd
It looks like you have dandruff
I try to pinch it but the pinching is returned
I tell you, keep your hands off of my face
These dandruff flakes have little legs
She said I've got some questions of concern
Said I don't know, I don't know much about many bugs
And I can't say, but I know they all lay eggs
But some thoughts here are creeping me, of ticks and mites and lice and fleas
I feel the scratchy claws of crawly things

Hey, come on, try a wig on, what a big selection
There's got to be something better than a Captain Sparrow
But me and Cinderella
We found this Trump wig treasure
We can be the home
For some head lice