mister malcontent - lloyd cole & the commotions lyrics

johnny stumbles, johnny falls under slogans off the wall
he sees where’s the sense, he says “call me mister malcontent”
a waste of sp-ce and alcohol, drinking rain and eating soil
and slogans off the wall cannot express him at all

cut off my nose despite my face and i will not more longer wait
or should i laugh or should i cry? or should i part my hair behind?
or should i laugh or should i cry as i become all i despise?