| TWO STAR
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| (Ben Watt)
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| Well it’s not for me to say
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| But I can’t see what you see in him anyway
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| But such righteousness in me
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| Is not a nice thing to display
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| And who am I for Christ sakes anyway
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| To judge a life this way
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| When my own’s in disarray
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| My own’s in disarray
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| When my own’s in disarray
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| I watch Saturday kid’s TV with the sound turned down
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| And I leave food on the eiderdown
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| All my thoughts pushed underground
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| Maybe you’re happy — everyone says you are
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| You drive around on Two Star
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| You leave your life ajar
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| And God knows you deserve it
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| Bad luck follows everyone
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| So go on, and stop listening to me
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| Stop listening to me
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| And don’t ask me how I feel
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| Don’t ask me how I feel
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| So it’s not for me to say
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| Because I change my mind from day to day
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| And when I look at you
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| I only see bits of myself anyway
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| So go on, and stop listening to me
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| Stop listening to me
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| And don’t ask me what to say
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| Or to judge a life this way
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| When my own’s in disarray |