My house is full of depression antiques

From all the way, way back

Late last week, man

It’s a D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I- (oh) -I-O-N

I ain’t a gambler but I bet

It don’t get

Better

Well there ain’t nuttin' much to do

But sit and watch the tube

Wait till the pill to come and kick the door through

On yer D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I- (oh) -I-O-N

So sayeth the therapist: come back

…well if you insist

I was so broke

That I went and got fixed

The veterinarian was nice

But my doctor was pissed

It’s a D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I- (oh) -I-O-N

Well I’ve always been a little bit sad around the edges

It ain’t nuttin' to fix

And it ain’t contagious

It’s just a D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I- (oh) -I-O-N

I ain’t a gambler

But I bet

It don’t get

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