A cripple walks amongst you   All you tired human beings   He?s 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 doesn?t miss them   He?s 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      I?ve crippled your heart a hundred times   And still can?t work out why   See, I?ve got this disease, I can?t shake   And I?m 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 I?m not dead   And I don?t know which of those I?d prefer   Because that limb which I have lost   It was the only thing holding me up   Holding me up      I?m 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      You?re not ill and I?m not dead   Doesn?t that make us the perfect pair?   You should sit with me and we?ll start again   And you can tell me all about what you did today   What you did today