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?

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?

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