Lyrics:

Bangs above your eyes your hair hangs
Blow my mind your royal flyness, I dig your bangs
Bangs to drape across your forehead
To swing concordant angles as you incline your head

Once with a girl I fell in love some time ago, now she had
Bangs are that on which the world hangs
I'm only holding your hand
So I can look at your bangs

Bangs are like a pocket t-shirt
As casual as that while fully intentional

And in case you think I'm here 'cause I like making chit chat
Just remember what I said: the money's under your hat

Bangs are that on which the world hangs
I'm only holding your hand
So I can look at your bangs

Bangs above your eyes your hair hangs
Blow my mind your royal flyness, I dig your bangs
Bangs to drape across your forehead
To swing concordant angles as you incline your head

And although I liked you anyway, check out your haircut
A proscenium to stage a face that needs no makeup

Bangs are that on which the world hangs
I'm only holding your hand
So I can look at your bangs
I'm only holding your hand
So I can look at your bangs