Manic Depression

Manic depression is searching my soul

I know what I want, but I just don't know how to go about getting it

Feeling, sweet feeling drops from my Fender's, fingers

Manic depression is capturing my soul, yeah

Woman so weary, the sweet cause in vain

You make love, you break love

It's all the same when it's, when it's over

Music sweet music, I wish I could caress, caress, caress

Manic depression is a frustrating mess

Well, I think I'll go turn myself off and, uh, go on down

All the way down

Really ain't no use in me hanging around in

Your kinda scene

Music, sweet music, I wish I could caress, and kiss, kiss

Manic depression is a frustrating mess

Sweet music, sweet music

Sweet music, sweet music