Half Man Half Biscuit - Sensitive Outsider lyrics

In my wretched garret Where I'll die of starvation To be buried in a paupers pit Watching the Late Show Legs crossed needlessly Reading the broadsheet from the front page first Elitist preservatives decorate the table Of a kitchen in Barnes Where my Mother hangs prints And thinks about me constantly And writes to me frequently: "Did I like the skull cap?" I'm a sensitive outsider I'm a sensitive outsider I'm a sensitive outsider And I want the whole world to know Said the lecturers of St Martins I will always have five farthings As long as my old man's about Scripting Whitehall farces Oh I really hope Samantha from Athena calls with incense Faked my way through Glastonbury By acting all as**ually And then in the acoustic tent She stood there as if heaven sent Well if that's not Enya That's not Enya That's not Enya That's not Enya I'm a sensitive outsider I'm a sensitive outsider I'm a sensitive outsider And I want the whole world to know I'm a sensitive outsider (Muses, Vega, 10,000 Maniacs) I'm a sensitive outsider (Muses, Vega, 10,000 Maniacs) I'm a sensitive outsider (Muses, Vega, 10,000 Maniacs) And I want the whole world to know