You never had much style about you
   We never knew the reason that you
   You sat around almost every hour
   And quickly lost your bargaining power
   You can't be me
   I'm convinced you're twice the man we are
  
   And you cannot clear your mind
   Cos in our eyes we're fine
   And you're running out of time
   But its not to do with us
   And you cannot clear our minds
   Cos in our eyes you're blind
   And its such a waste of time
  
   The threads you wore were something tragic
   The words you spoke were so emphatic
   The records that you make are tasteless
   And eloquence with you is wasted
   So whats your method, whats your scheme?
   The whole scene knows what you already mean
  
   And you cannot clear my mind
   Cos in our eyes you're fine
   And you're running out of time
   But its not to do with us
   And you cannot clear our minds
   Cos in our eyes you're blind
   And its such a waste of time
  
   But its not to do with us
   And you cannot clear our minds
   Cos in our eyes you're fine
   And you're running out of time
   But its not to do with us
   And you cannot clear our minds
   Cos in our eyes you're fine
   And you're such a waste of time
   But its not to do with us
   And you cannot clear our minds
   Cos in our eyes you're fine
   And you're running out of time
   But its not to do with us
   And you cannot clear our minds
   Cos in our eyes you're fine
   And you're such a waste of time