From the recording Like a Viking
A playful, proud defense of individuality, rejecting polish and perfection in favor of authenticity.
Lyrics
She walked in lookin’ high-class proud
Designer boots and perfume loud
She sized me up from hat to plow
Said, What’s that thing above your brow
I said, Ma’am, that’s heritage hair
Passed down from grandpa’s silver stare
It keeps me cool, it keeps me wowed
It’s my low-tech shade, my unibrow
You can wax and pluck ‘til your mirror screams
But I’ll stay true to my forehead dreams
Low-brow unibrow
That’s my style, and I’ll allow
Nature made it, can’t disavow
I’m proud to sport my unibrow
Folks say, Buddy, you could clean that line
But symmetry like this is divine
It’s one bold bridge, no traffic now
Just solid growth from brow to brow
Call it rustic, call it weird somehow
But it’s me no filter now
Low-brow unibrow
Front and center, holy cow
No second guess, no in-between vow
It’s all connected unibrow
It’s aerodynamic when I ride my quad
Keeps me humble, keeps me odd
In a world of fancy and fake know-how
I stay grounded low-brow unibrow
So raise a beer to the furry few
Who never split their brow in two
Stand proud, my brothers, take a bow
For every face that rocks the brow
No high-brow rule can bring me down
I’m the one-brow king of this small town
Low-brow unibrow
Straight across no broken vow
You can laugh, I’ll take my bow
‘Cause I was born unibrow
Yeah, it’s one line strong, no split somehow
Forever proud low-brow unibrow