Song Description

Earning the right to sing the blues isn't all it's cracked up to be.

Lyrics

It's way past noon and I'm still in bed
I think about getting up but just lay here instead
I earned the right to sing the blues
But I'm sick and tired of payin' the dues
For these depression blues, everyday these depression blues

It's way past midnight and I can't get to sleep
Tried every trick I know, I even counted sheep
I'm tossin' and turnin', I can't stop my brain
I got too many worries for my head to contain
I got the depression blues, every night these depression blues

All my thoughts are dark and black, now I'm on a dose of prozac
But there ain't magic in that little pill, if depression don't get you,
The side effects will

When I go to work I'm always late
Sit at my desk but can't concentrate
I try to get busy with no success
I know that it's more than just laziness
It's these depression blues, I can't work with these depression blues

I'm lookin' for something to compensate
Got no appetite but I'm still gaining weight
Doctor, Doctor what's the cause of my distress
'Cause it's plain to see I'm a clinical mess

I can't feel a thing, no pleasure or pain
I might have to hurt myself, to feel something again
I'm lookin' for something that will motivate
Anything to help me tolerate
These depression blues, worn out by these depression blues

I know that one day, this crisis will pass
But I'm just as sure, my relief won't last
I got a condition that I didn't choose
And I'm fightin' a battle I'm bound to lose
To these depression blues, can't fight by these depression blues

Depression blues
I got - the depression blues
I can't take - these depression blues
I can't shake - these depression blues
I earned the right to sing the blues
I'm so damn tired of payin' the dues
For these depression blues, these mean old depression blues