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Mr. Carbohydrate Lyrics
They call me Mr. Carbohydrate
It's the only thing I can digest
Xenophobia, or general disinterest
I must catch up with all this stuff
They call me a boring fuckhead
Say I might as well work in a bank
I tell them I wish I was
They tell me that I'm sick in the head
They say that I'm sick in the head
They call me Mr. Carbohydrate
They call me Mr. Inadequate
They call me Mr. Paranoia
They call me Mr. Hypochondria
Have you heard of Matthew Maynard?
He's my favourite cricketer
I would rather watch him play than pick up my guitar
Than pick up my guitar
People tell me I should get out more
But the TV is my best friend
Cynicism is the only thing that keeps me sane
The only thing that keeps me sane
They call me Mr. Carbohydrate
They call me Mr. Inadequate
They call me Mr. Paranoia
They call me Mr. Hypochondria
Sometimes I just stay in bed
And think about the day
When I can retire
Forget everything
I'll forget everything
Forget everything
Forever, but not today
When? I cannot, cannot say
No more yesterdays
No more yesterdays
It's the only thing I can digest
Xenophobia, or general disinterest
I must catch up with all this stuff
Say I might as well work in a bank
I tell them I wish I was
They tell me that I'm sick in the head
They say that I'm sick in the head
They call me Mr. Inadequate
They call me Mr. Paranoia
They call me Mr. Hypochondria
He's my favourite cricketer
I would rather watch him play than pick up my guitar
Than pick up my guitar
But the TV is my best friend
Cynicism is the only thing that keeps me sane
The only thing that keeps me sane
They call me Mr. Inadequate
They call me Mr. Paranoia
They call me Mr. Hypochondria
And think about the day
When I can retire
Forget everything
I'll forget everything
Forever, but not today
When? I cannot, cannot say
No more yesterdays
No more yesterdays
Song Info
Submitted by
shiverforme On Apr 25, 2002
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autobiographical song of Nicky Wire. it's pure class. bizarre looking at this then looking at 4st 7lbs (ritchies autobiographical song) as they have complete different ways of looking at themselves.
Yep- just pure Nicky: crisps and hoovers, domesticated life over being a rock star, the big-mouthed hypochondriac. You gotta love him :)
This one is just pure Nicky Wire (should it have been sung by him? I reckon that might have worked.) It's a consideration of his uncertainties as to his place in the band, not fitting the 'rock star' image and caring much more about sport and TV than wanting to pick up his guitar. Although I do detect a degree of humour in his self-deprecation, the song is carried along by his agonizing cynicism ('the only thing that keeps me sane') as he breaks into eruptions of bile at those criticising him, which James' roar perfectly suits.