A cripple walks amongst you All you tired human beings He's got all the things a cripple has Not working arms and legs And vital parts fall from his system And dissolve in Scottish rain Vitally he doesn't miss them He's too fucked up to care Well, 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 Well, I crippled your heart a hundred times And still can't work out why You see, I've got this disease I can't shake And I'm just rattling through life Well, this is how we do things now Yeah, this is how the modern stay scared So I cut out all the good stuff Yeah, I cut off my foot to spite my leg Well, 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 Well, I am ill But I'm not dead And I don't know which of those I prefer Because that limb which I have lost Well, it was the only thing holding me up Holding me up Well, I'm lying on the ground now Walking through the only door Well, I have lost my eyesight Like I said I would But I still know And that is you in front of me And you are back for even more of exactly the same Well, are you a masochist to love a modern leper On his last leg And you are not ill And I'm not dead Doesn't that make us the perfect pair? Just you and me We'll start again And you can tell me all about what you did today What you did today
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