Modern Leper - Acoustic Radio Session
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 care
He's too fudged up to care
And is that you in front of me?
Coming back for even more of exactly the same?
And you must be a masochist
To love The Modern Leper on his last legs
His last leg
Crippled your heart how many times?
And you still can't work out why
See, I've got this disease that I can't shake
And I'm just rattling through life
This is how we do things now
This is how the modern stay scared
Yeah, I cut out all the good things
Yeah, I cut of my foot to spite my leg
And is that you in front of me?
Coming back for even more of exactly the same?
And you must be a masochist
To love a modern leper on his last legs
But I am ill and I'm not dead
And I don't know which of those that I'd prefer
Because that limb which I have lost
And it was the only thing holding me on
And holding me up
Lying on the ground now
You walk in through the only door
Instead I lose my eyesight like I said I would
I still don't know
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 care
He's too fudged up to care
And is that you in front of me?
Coming back for even more of exactly the same?
And you must be a masochist
To love The Modern Leper on his last legs
His last leg
Crippled your heart how many times?
And you still can't work out why
See, I've got this disease that I can't shake
And I'm just rattling through life
This is how we do things now
This is how the modern stay scared
Yeah, I cut out all the good things
Yeah, I cut of my foot to spite my leg
And is that you in front of me?
Coming back for even more of exactly the same?
And you must be a masochist
To love a modern leper on his last legs
But I am ill and I'm not dead
And I don't know which of those that I'd prefer
Because that limb which I have lost
And it was the only thing holding me on
And holding me up
Lying on the ground now
You walk in through the only door
Instead I lose my eyesight like I said I would
I still don't know
Credits
Writer(s): Scott John Hutchison, Grant David Hutchison, David Kennedy
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