Rick Springfield – My Depression (Guitar)

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Born in the Southern land where a man is a man

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Don't remember too much, warm mama cold touch

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Post war baby boom, 50 kids in one room

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All white, future bright but living in a womb

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Got a TV receiver, Jerry Mathers as the Beaver,

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No blacks/no queers/no sex/Mouseketeers

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Daddy kept moving round, I can't settle down

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Always the lost new kid in town.

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Manlicher lock and loaded JFK's head exploded

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Dark figure at the fence end of my innocence

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Hormones hit me, chew up, spit me.

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Get stoned, get plastered, always was a moody bastard.

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Guitar fool, kicked out of high school

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Joined a band/Vietnam/mama-san/killed a man.

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Daddy gets real sick, it's too intense,

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I can't kick it Buy myself a ticket to the USA.

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Oh my God, it's my life. What am I doing kicking at the foundations?

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That's right, my life. Better start looking at my destination.

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Hollywood sex-rat, been there/done that

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Jaded, afraid I'd never get a turn at bat.

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Last in a long line, finally hit the bigtime

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Goldmine, feeding time, money/fame I get mine.

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Use it, abuse it, Daddy dies I lose it

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Get a wife, get a son, beget another one

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My head said "God's dead", motor-cycle-body-shred

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Big life crisis rears it's ugly head.

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Oh my God, it's my life. What am I doing kicking at the foundations?

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That's right, my life. Better start looking at my destination.

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Well Prozac, Lithium, could never get enough of em

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Last wills/ shrinks bills/sleeping pills/sex kills

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Edge of sanity, my infidelity

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Looking in the mirror and thinking how it used to be

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Don't like the skin I'm in, caught in a tail spin

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Honest-to-God vision, spiritual transmission

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Climb aboard the life raft, looking back I have to laugh

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Take a breath, don't know if I'm ready for the second half.

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Oh my God, it's my life. What am I doing kicking at the foundations?

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That's right, my life. Better start looking at my destination.

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My life, my depression, my sin, my confession

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My curse, my obsession, my school, my lesson