Well it's a typical time for depression
Because nothing at all's going good
And you know it ain't just an expression
That if it couldn't go wrong, it still could
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
Like my life's kind of falling apart
And my level of debt is appalling
That I simply don't know where to start

And though I might take prozac, briefly I will not care
But all of life's problems will be there-everywhere
I'm lower than a baboon's ass, it's true, I'm stuffed
Much lower than a raccoon's ass, it's true - I'm stuffed

Well I used to be quite the ol' joker
And I lived life with humour and zest
Now I rarely exceed "mediocre"
Ain't no wonder I'm feeling depressed
And I'm spending my time being idle
When I used to think that was a crime
Though I wouldn't say I'm suicidal
But it's only a matter of time

And I might take prozac, get a drug-ridden high
Though that ain't no answer... so I'll try - I'll get by
I'm lower than a baboon's ass, it's true, I'm stuffed
Much lower than a raccoon's ass, it's true - I'm stuffed


May be true that I don't like this set-up
'Cause I'm living with no real intent
And I recently noticed my "get up
And go" kinda got up and went
If I feel motivation returning
I know that you ain't gonna be there
But I ain't feeling all that discerning
And right now, I'm afraid I don't care

So I might take prozac, hell, just maybe I will
It's the soft option: if you're ill... take a pill
I'm lower than a baboon's ass, it's true, I'm stuffed
Much lower than a raccoon's ass, it's true - I'm stuffed
A baboon's ass, it's true
Lost my paddle, I'm right up that creek


I'm lower than a raccoon's ass, it's true,
I'm stuffed