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

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 and you´re 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´re 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