Two Star

Well, it's not for me to say

But I can't see what you see in him anyway?

But such righteousness in me

Is not a nice thing to display

And who am I, for Christ's sake, anyway?

Oh, to judge a life this way

When my own's in disarray

My own's in disarray

My own's in disarray

Hey

And I watch Saturday kid's TV

Yeah, with the sound turned down

And I leave food on the eiderdown

All my thoughts pushed underground

Maybe you're happy, everyone says you are

You drive around on two star

You leave your life ajar

And God knows you deserve it

Bad luck follows everyone

So go on and stop listening to me

Stop listening to me

And don't ask me how I feel

Don't ask me how I feel

So it's not for me to say

'Cause I change my mind from day to day

Oh, and when I look at you

I only see bits of myself anyway

So go on and stop listening to me

Stop listening to me

And don't ask me what to say

Or to judge a life this way

When my own's in disarray

My own's in disarray

My own's in disarray

Hey