"And in a funny way, the shaving of my, uh, head Has been a liberation from, uh, a lot of, uh, stupid vanities really Uh, it has simplified everything for me, it has opened a lot of Doors maybe" I'm not what you think I am I'm the king of Siam I've got a bald head My name is Yul Brynner And I am a famous movie star Perhaps you saw me in Westworld I acted like a robotic cowboy It was my best role I can not deny, I Felt right home deep inside That electronic carcass ♪ You're such monumental slime Let the punishment fit the crime Tie it to a chair The house music will blare And turn your ears into A medicinal jelly Stay inside on Christmas Day And make believe that you are my candy cane You said, "I'm not that type No, I'm not sweet And I'm not overripe Do you like?" ♪ (Psycho disco) ♪ Bob Dylan sang in "It's alright mama, I'm only bleeding" Everything from toy guns that spark To flesh colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see we got in too far And not much is really sacred