A cripple walks amongst you All you tired human beings Hes got all the things a cripple has not Two working arms and legs
And vital parts fall from his system And dissolve in Scottish rain Vitally he doesnt miss them Hes too fucked up to care
Is that you in front of me? Coming back for even more of exactly the same? You must be a masochist To love a modern leper on his last leg On his last leg
Ive crippled your heart a hundred times And still cant work out why See, Ive got this disease, I cant shake And Im just rattling through life
Well, oh, this is how we do things now This is how the modern stay scared So I cut out all the good stuff Yeah, I cut of my foot to spite my leg
Is that you in front of me Coming back for even more of exactly the same? You must be a masochist To love a modern leper on his last leg
I am ill but Im not dead And I dont know which of those Id prefer Because that limb which I have lost It was the only thing holding me up Holding me up
Im lying on the ground now And you walk in through the only door Well, I have lost my eyesight like I said I would But I still know
That that is you in front of me And you are back for even more of exactly the same Well, are you a masochist? You love a modern leper on his last leg
Youre not ill and Im not dead Doesnt that make us the perfect pair? You should sit with me and well start again And you can tell me all about what you did today What you did today...
