Ian Dury - Manic Depression (Jimi) lyrics

The mind is a very precious flower That finds itself a strand amongst the weeds The cause and effect is what you might expect And going round the bend is where it leads The elephant provides the ivory tower It's better left to wander to and fro Jumbo's got no chance when the poacher doth advance With a ghastly poison arrow in his bow Sometimes it all falls into place Other times it sploshes in your face On occasion grafting wins the day Usually you wear yourself away Is this fair we ask ourselves as we get our headaches bad backs and complaints Is this fair my little ones? Is this fair? Oh no it f**ing ain't It's the way the cripple crumbles It's the flaw of the jungle Be reliable and humble You'll be beggared if you bumble A merry making catchall phrase Twentieth Century malaise It's on everybody's lips I'm afraid you've had your chips Manic depression, manic depression It's not a pleasant f**er, pheasant plucker Manic depression, manic depression It's a hole full of soap, soul full of hope Manic depression, manic depression Life is all a bloody rush, a ruddy blush Manic depression, manic depression Memories are shoot and hip, hoot and sh** It's the way the cripple crumbles It's the flaw of the jungle Be reliable and humble You'll be beggared if you bumble A merry making catchall phrase Twentieth Century malaise It's on everybody's lips I'm afraid you've had your chips Manic depression, manic depression It's not a pleasant f**er, pheasant plucker Manic depression, manic depression Life's a soul full of hope, hole full of soap Manic depression, manic depression Life is all a bloody rush, a ruddy blush Manic depression, manic depression Memories are shoot and hip, hoot and sh**