They call me Mr. Carbohydrate
It's the only thing I can digest
Then I focus a general disinterest
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 favorate 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
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 give in to it
And think about the day
When I can retire
Forget everything
I'll forgive everything

Forget everything
Forever, but not today
When I cannot, cannot see
No more yesterdays
No more yesterdays
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Mr. Carbohydrate Lyrics

Manic Street Preachers – Mr. Carbohydrate Lyrics

Songwriters: BRADFIELD/JONES/MOORE
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