The Pristine Claw Lyrics - Singles - Ed Harcourt

Oh, to have a pristine claw 

These hands are old and sore 

The knuckles they ache, the bones they do break 

Oh, to have a youthful frown 

Bleed on the surgeon's gown 

Put plastic in me, I'm perfect you see 

Don't look older than 43 

But really I'm 70 

Now run young man and get my pills from the pharmacy 

Rearrange my face for a hefty fee 

I can't change the inside of me 

I'm a vampire of the 21st century 

Oh, to have a pristine claw 

Marry the doctor when I'm poor 

A face I can love, a cut that's above 

If, the aliens landed here 

They'd see why we're so weird 

We're destined to die, we're destined to die 

Don't look older than 43 

But really I'm 70 

Now run young man and get my pills from the pharmacy 

Rearrange my face for a hefty fee 

I can't change the inside of me 

I'm a vampire of the 21st century