The girl Hugs Gaga for a longer time then the guy so she can tell her “Don’t worry. You go play the piano and perform for them. Play your most heart-felt songs to win over the crowed. On the last piano song. You get up and I will open the door, run out of the castle walls and he’ll get your newborn out. Just good luck” Gaga smiles in a thank you to both these people who are disobeying their authority for her. Gaga gets up and see’s the motorcycle is now a piano. Gaga walks over to it and sits on it as if it was a real motorcycle and plays the piano.
“Welcome guests of G. O. A. T. I am Lady Gaga and I will be playing a few songs that are dear to my heart. I hope you like them. This one is called ‘Hair’” Gaga starts to play the piano.
“I wrote hair about myself and having a rough time. I wrote hair about growing up in New York City. And working so hard and writing music since I was very little and people would always say to me oh you’re too theatrical, obviously. And in theatre school they would say you’re too pop so that’s part of my story of where I came from and what I believe in and getting to know all these guys has made me appreciate where I come from more. There use to be this challenging era in my life that I use to want to forget and move past but getting to know all these people has made me cherish and love everything I went through because it’s what makes me who I am. And I wrote this song about being unafraid too not only finally express who I am but to protect and keep the most precious people in my heart in a safe place. So here it is. This is called ‘Hair’.”
Whenever I’m dressed cool
My parents put up a fight
(uh huh, uh huh)
And If I’m hot shot
Mum will cut my hair at night
(Uh huh, Uh huh)
And in the morning
I’m short of my identity
(Uh huh, Uh huh)
I scream mum and dad
What can’t I be who I wanna be?
(Uh huh, Uh huh)
To be
I just wanna be myself
And I want you to love me for who I am
I just wanna be myself
And I want you to know, I am my hair
I’ve had enough, this is my prayer
That I’ll die livin’ just as free as my hair
I’ve had enough, this is my prayer
That I’ll die livin’ just as free as my hair
I’ve had enough, I’m not a freak
I just keep fightin’ to stay cool on the streets
I’ve had enough, enough, enough
And this is my prayer, I swear
I’m as free as my hair
I’m a free as my hair
I am my hair
I am my hair
Sometimes I some raccoons
Or red highkight
(Uh huh, Uh huh)
Just because I want my friend
To think I’m dynamite
(Uh huh, Uh huh)
And on Friday at the G. O. A. T Castle
