Electronic - The patience of a saint - 1994 - remaster lyrics

Talking of my attributes, the things I do so well As anyone who's in cahoots with me will readily tell I've lived up here, I've been down there, I've bought so I could sell And if I drove a faster car, I'd drive it bloody well How could I change? I live without restraint And I would try the patience of a saint And I would try the patience of a saint Thinking of my attitudes, talking one on one I may disagree with you but look where you've come from And all that you've got, I thought that I would faint But I would try the patience of a saint And I would try the patience of a saint I would try the patience of a saint I'm talking to myself, talking to myself I'm talking to the one that I know best Bury me with gratitude, you can go to hell Why should I care? I'd rather watch drying paint But I would try the patience of a saint And I would try the patience of a saint I would try the patience of a saint And I would try the patience of a saint