Homburg

Tried a visor, tried a headband

Both could serve a purpose for this sweaty man

Could never touch a beanie for that reason

Bucket hat could be a little flimsy in the windy season

All these trilbies and berets just never fit the way

I would need them to make up for the lack of energy

A top is too much, a boat is not enough I know I'm gonna find a lid somewhere in

Between

Now, a bowler's kinda bold without a mustache or a cane

A cowboy's kinda played if it's not worn out on the range

Fedora has a feel, but mostly comes in black

And purple might've worked, but Prince already did it best

A Panama would give me some protection from the sun

I see my hair beginning thinning, so it's soon to be the one

Now I had to search the globe, ended up in Locke & Co

The hatta I was looking for was looking for me too

In a gray wool Homburg in the dead of summer

With a pheasant feather to add a pop of color

Oh, you'll be thinking that

He looks good in that

Oh, boy, when you wear that hat

I was thinking that

I look good in that

Oh, boy, when I wear that hat

You can tell this thing is magical, it's bulletproof and tactical

To hell with being practical at all

I'll see my friends become my besties

Enemies give it a resty

An amusing little respite

Got you Looking at me different

I'm a tall glass of charm

Eat it up like chicken parm

Probably give me your left arm If I ask for it

You may wanna try it on

Think it might just give you calm, but prepare yourself

Cause that's barely the half of it, I will

Let you for a second feel like Frosty Resurrected

Negativity rejected

Be infected with a joy like when a Hufflepuff selected

Was dejected, now it's just as I suspected

With the Homburg doing work, you feel protected and respected

In a way you couldn't fathom, others help you if you ask

Makes you just give em a chance instead of vastly

Looking past em

Ain't Magellan looking glass

Now you look at the look on a face that smiles back

In a Gray Wool Homburg

In the dead of Summer with a pheasant feather

To add a pop of color

And you'll be thinking that he looks good in that

Oh boy, when you wear that hat

You'll be thinking that he looks good in that

Oh boy, when you wear that hat

And you can tell this thing is magical

It's bullet proof and tactical

To hell with being practical at all

I see my friends become my besties

Enemies give it a resty

An amusing little respite

Got you looking at me different