Talking to myself and feeling old
Walking around some kind of lonely clown
Sometimes I'd like to quit
Nothing ever seems to fit
Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown
Rainy days and mondays always get me down
What I've got they used to call the blues
Nothing is really wrong
Feeling like I don't belong
Walking around some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and mondays always get me down
(if i knew why i felt this way, would that make me feel better?)
1 comment:
It really is a great song.
But why don't you get your meds adjusted? Despite the fact that I'm having rather terrible heart problems and the usual assorted soap opera-type life issues, I'm happy. I attribute it to my medications.
I love you.
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