Anti Depressant Protest Song
I'd rather have the blues than be medicated into apathy.
My baby left me, one winter day
My bitter ways drove my friends away
My doctor bills are overdue
He gives me pills to see me through
(now) I feel no sorrow, the capsules kill the pain
I feel no joy but I guess I can’t complain
I did not weep when my baby said we’re through
To tell the truth, I’d rather have the blues
Since he’s been gone, I’m not alone
I’ve got the internet, I’ve got my phone
But that’s not human company
You can’t cuddle up to a TV
I feel no sorrow, the capsules kill the pain
I feel no joy, but I guess I can’t complain
I’m so mellow-ed out I don’t have any moods
Forget the pills, I’d rather have the blues.