The Modern Leper

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 the Scottish rain
 But 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
 See, I've got this disease that I can't shake
 And I'm just rattling through life
 And this is how we do things now
 This is how the modern stay scared
 So I cut out all the good stuff
 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
 I don't know which of these I prefer
 Because that limb which I have lost
 It was the only thing holding me up, holding me up
 Well I'm lying on the ground now
 And you're walking 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
 Coming back for even more of exactly the same
 Well are you a masochist?
 To love a modern leper on his last leg
 But you're not ill and I'm not dead
 Doesn't that make us the perfect pair?
 Just sit with me, we'll start again
 And you can tell me all about what you did today
 What you did today