lyrics: good old-fashioned american depression [some piano instrumental] when you find the proof for the truth you've made would you use it to choose how you screw your faith? ooh, American depression when you make the mistakes that your fate's been waiting for and try to escape but you just keep making more Jesus, please just believe us Like the way that we were told to believe in you We were dressed from our Sunday best but no tailor's got no tools for no birthday suit So the least that you could do is return the favor Our saving disgrace is that we’re the savior It’s just good old-fashioned American depression tell me "it gets better!" but it’s only an expression It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la… American depression! Ohh… American depression So when you wash your hands of where you’ve been until you flood the second floor And neatly fold your skeletons but still can’t shut the closet door Oooh, American depression And when you try to make your present pass, but future lasts forever never tether to whatever makes you even bother getting better It’s just American depression Lover, why did you turn out the light When beauty’s in the eyes of those beholding Could you hold me closer We get dressed to impress, I guess, in layer after layer to get off our chests It’s cold out now, we can take it off later Better safe than sorry and we know the danger It’s just good old-fashioned American depression tell you it gets better but I know it’s an expression It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la… American depression! Ohh… American depression [scatting?] Doctor, could you run another test Got a feeling that this time I may just pass it Well, if you raise the average We all sing when the bell curve rings, in lyric symptomatic of the way we think If our harmonies don’t sync we can change our voices a chorus on condition of our diagnosis It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Tell me it gets better but it’s only an expression It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la… It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Tell me it gets better but it’s only an expression It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la… It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la… American depression
lyrics:
good old-fashioned american depression
[some piano instrumental]
when you find the proof for the truth you've made
would you use it to choose how you screw your faith?
ooh, American depression
when you make the mistakes that your fate's been waiting for
and try to escape
but you just keep making more
Jesus, please just believe us
Like the way that we were told to believe in you
We were dressed from our Sunday best but no tailor's got no tools for no birthday suit
So the least that you could do is return the favor
Our saving disgrace is that we’re the savior
It’s just good old-fashioned American depression
tell me "it gets better!" but it’s only an expression
It’s just good old-fashioned American depression
Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la…
American depression!
Ohh… American depression
So when you wash your hands of where you’ve been until you flood the second floor
And neatly fold your skeletons but still can’t shut the closet door
Oooh, American depression
And when you try to make your present pass, but future lasts forever
never tether to whatever makes you even bother getting better
It’s just American depression
Lover, why did you turn out the light
When beauty’s in the eyes of those beholding
Could you hold me closer
We get dressed to impress, I guess, in layer after layer to get off our chests
It’s cold out now, we can take it off later
Better safe than sorry and we know the danger
It’s just good old-fashioned American depression
tell you it gets better but I know it’s an expression
It’s just good old-fashioned American depression
Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la… American depression!
Ohh… American depression
[scatting?]
Doctor, could you run another test
Got a feeling that this time I may just pass it
Well, if you raise the average
We all sing when the bell curve rings, in lyric symptomatic of the way we think
If our harmonies don’t sync we can change our voices
a chorus on condition of our diagnosis
It’s just good old-fashioned American depression
Tell me it gets better but it’s only an expression
It’s just good old-fashioned American depression
Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la…
It’s just good old-fashioned American depression
Tell me it gets better but it’s only an expression
It’s just good old-fashioned American depression
Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la…
It’s just good old-fashioned American depression
Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la… American depression
There's a bunch of later recycled lyrics here! I like it!
Edit: mildy incorrect statement
oh shit marsha precursor???
wait laplace's angel lyrics too???
WAIT LYRICS FROM BOTH VERSIONS OF MARSHA???
this song is PRECURSOR