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Ian Dury & The Blockheads lyrics - Manic Depression (Jimi)


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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  
Is better left to wander too and fro  
But 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 splashes in your face  
On occasion grafting wins the day  
Usually when 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 fucking ain’t  

Well it’s the way the cripple crumbles, 
It’s the flaw of the jungle  
Be reliable and humble  
Your’ll be beggared if you bumble  
Merry making catchall phrase  
The twentieth century malaise  
It’s on everybody’s lips  
I’m afraid you’ve had your chips  

Manic depression, manic depression 
Is not a pleasant fucker, 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 I shoot and hip, hoot and shit

But it’s the way the cripple crumbles 
It’s the flaw of the jungle  
Be reliable and humble  
Your’ll be beggared if you fumble  
A merry making catch all phrase  
The twentieth century malaise  
It’s on everybody’s lips  
I’m afraid you’ve had your chips  

Manic depression, manic depression 
Is not a pleasant fucker, 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 I shoot and hip, hoot and shit