Fall - HOW I WROTE "ELASTIC MAN" lyrics

I'm eternally grateful To my past influences But they will not free me I am not diseased All the people ask me How I wrote "Elastic Man" Life should be full of strangeness Like a rich painting But it gets worse day by day I'm a potential DJ A creeping wreck A mental wretch Everybody asks me How I wrote "Elastic Man" His soul hurts though it's well filled up The praise received is mentally sent back Or taken apart The Observer magazine just about sums him up E.g. self-satisfied, smug I'm living a fake People say, "You are entitled to and great." But I haven't wrote for 90 days I'll get a good deal and I'll go away Away from the empty brains that ask How I wrote "Elastic Man"