Star of Hairs

I've been digested, I was looking for a star of hairs

It'd been suggested I should wait until the star appears

I'm pigeon-chested, but I don't think anybody cares



You know those blinding headaches that you used to have

Well, you don't seem to get 'em anymore



I've been divided, I was looking through the sky at night

I got excited, but they told me it would be alright

I got inside it and my baby, she turned out the light



Well, you know that little problem that you used to have

Well, it's not quite so little anymore

Yep



I've been digested, I was looking for a star of hairs

It'd been suggested I should wait until the star appears

I've been infested, but I don't think anybody cares



You know those blinding headaches that we used to have

Well, we don't seem to get 'em anymore