R. Stevie Moore
The Handicap Blues
You are blind, you can't see me
And yet you tell me what I should look like
You can't walk, you are crippled
And yet you tell me I should ride a bike

Have you heard the news?
Everyone must lose
The handicap blues

You won't eat when you're supposed to
And yet you tell me that I'm getting fat
How do you know what you're saying
When you're a vegetable plate, only that

Have you heard the news?
Everyonе must lose
The handicap blues

So I say tonguе in cheek now
You gotta banish yourself from my life
You are dead and I hate you
And yet you won't disappear, you're my wife
(And I love you)