Starfit - Stephen Duffy

When you were young

You always thought you’d be a star

Even when you washed the glasses in that bar

But since you’ve been recognised

Your modesty’s been paralysed

Your looking through Gilmour’s eyes

In a starfit

Nothing cuts the mustard in a starfit

Your p’s and q’s are busted

And you don’t give a damn

About the every fan

Who puts the coinage in your starfit

And when it’s done

What will become of all that pride?

The washed out stares

Lay bare the care that cracks inside

You are nothing more than you were before

You’re just a played out bore

Having a starfit

Nothing cuts the mustard in a starfit

Your p’s and q’s are busted

And you don’t give a damn

You’re waiting for the man

To put a plaster on your starfit

But since you’ve been recognised

Your modesty’s been paralysed

You’re looking through Garbo’s eyes