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