The moment I saw it I knew what was real That hair, that mustache Man That's the real deal... An image of wisdom Of power But mostly style Told me right then, "This cat is wild!" Now don’t get me wrong It ain't just the look The sound, the words They’re solid as oak But this song ain’t about that Oh no, my friends It’s about the image that feels like kin Ohh (Ohh oooh) Oh Brado... The hair leaves me amazed The mustache commands Makes me even more crazed No substitute, no second best The total package Simply the best Then one day... Oh, no... The winds, they did change A different pic? This world felt deranged Like a kingdom had fallen Like night without dawn I stared at the screen But the magic was gone I tried to move on I tried to be strong But deep in my soul I knew it was wrong That face, that frame I felt the need Till then Dejected My heart would bleed Ohh (Ohh oooh) Oh Brado-Brado... The hair leaves me amazed The mustache commands Makes me even more crazed No substitute, no second best The total package Simply the best Then one fateful day The dark sky split in two The mustache, the hair... Like a dream come true Like a prophet returned Something divine The balance restored The return of my kind Ohh (Ohh oooh) Oh Brado... The hair leaves me amazed The mustache commands Makes me even more crazed No substitute, no second best The total package Simply the best So keep it, Brado If it feels right It’s your style, your flame, your given right But just know out here, in the digital sprawl Many still need that pic, after all
