That Many Their Own Praises

I do not wish to control people I've never hit my wife And I too have my struggles my struggles in life But like the pope or the monarch I breathe the same air And 'tis true hope can be found at the pit of despair. I did not ask you to tell me of how marvellous you are Of your recent job promotion and of your brand new car And your two weeks holiday in a resort by the sea With your beautiful wife and your young family. I feel glad to hear that for yourself you've done well But for a commentary of your achievements I did not ask you to tell Me of since I do not have success stories of my own to relate But then suppose those who work hard at it their own success do create. And I am not one to begrudge you your success If in your life it brings you some happiness Yet in an age of self promotion it does seem a sad thing That many their own praises feel compelled to sing.