You chase in the rat-race. And you always feel so hollow. You marry because it's expected of you. And it only makes you feel more lonely. But still you look down on. the teenage dad on. On his estate. He's happy so leave him alone. With his baby. And his modest home. He's happy so leave him alone. With his Jensen Interceptor. It's just a runaround. You defer to the views of the television news. Let someone do your thinking for you. And you still buy a daily newspaper. And you find everything there but the news. And still you look down on. the teenage dad on. On his estate. He's happy so leave him alone. With his baby. And his modest home. He's happy so leave him alone. With his Jensen Interceptor. It's just a runaround. You become your parents' parent. And you love them. But you can't help feeling used. And you hate the teenage dad on his estate. Because he's poor but he's happier than you. They're all laughing at you. You're a dipper a slider cart-horse provider. Nobody cares about you. Just as long as you're out there bringing it in. Despising the grin on the face of the boy. With the methadone. With his methadone. He's happy so leave him alone. With his methadone. He's happy so leave him alone