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, ah, with his methadone   He's happy, so leave him alone, ah with his methadone   He's happy, so leave him alone