Lyrics:

I don't advice a haircut, man. All hairdressers are the in the employment of the government. Hairs are your aerials. They pick up signals from the cosmos and transmit them directly into the brain. This is the reason bald-headed men are uptight. What absolute twaddle

You are now entering the safety zone.

Would you like to ski Antarctica? ...but you're snowed under with work?

Do you dream of a vacation at the bottom of the ocean?

Have you always wanted to climb the mountains of Mars? ...but now you're over the hill?

From Withnail I and Total Recall