Glad to Be Alone

I don't like your f**ked up bunch Of gentle fellows, my dear I don't like the stupid people With their well brushed hair I don't like your well-dressed friends When they talk about their problems With that kind of small talk They feel good but they are fools I don't like to sit beside you In your brand new car I don't like the show you need Every day and night You come into my life like someone Being a star but you are no one After a few days with you I was glad to be alone again Glad, so glad, so glad, alone Glad, so glad, so glad, alone If you have to work for nothing Or some pounds a day Tears and sweat I had in future Not much more to live You come into my life like someone Being a star but you are no one After a few days with you I was glad to be alone again Glad, so glad, so glad, alone Glad, so glad, so glad, alone