Magazine - A Song From Under The Floorboards lyrics

I am angry i am ill and i'm as ugly as sin My irritability keeps me alive and kicking I know the meaning of life, it doesn't help me a bit I know beauty and i know a good thing when i see it This is a song from under the floorboards This is a song from where the wall is cracked My force of habit, i am an insect I have to confess i'm proud as hell of that fact I know the highest and the best I accord them all due respect But the brightest j**el inside of me Glows with pleasure at my own stupidity This is a song .... I used to make phantoms i could later chase Images of all that could be desired Then i got tired of counting all of these blessings And then i just got tired This is a song ...