Glad to Be Alone

I don't like your fucked 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-dresses 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 to show you need Every day and night You come into my life like someone Being a star, but you are no more 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 more 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