(Barry Adamson, Dave Tomlinson, Howard Devoto, John Doyle, John McGeogh)
I am angry, I am ill and I'm as ugly as sin I don't know what keeps me alive and kicking I know the meaning of life, it doesn't help me a bit I know beauty and I know a good thing when I speak it
This is a song from under the floorboards here is a song from where the wall is cracked my force of habit, I am an insect and I must confess I'm very proud of that
I have known the highest and I've known the best I accord death with all its due respect but the brightest jewel inside of me glows with pleasure at my own stupidity
I used to make phantoms I could later chase Images of all that could be desired Then I got tired of counting all these so-called blessings And then I just got tired