The Mopes from Mayonnaise by Pablo Il Postino

Thursday, had a bad case of the mopes
Woke up late, feeling like I am a joke
Turn around, shut that shit down now
Yeah sit in the sun, then you won't feel so low

Cause it's a bad mood rising
Say it's not so

Well if I seem a little jittery, I can't control myself
I'm falling into patterns of making myself unwell
Fancy kids out on the town
Stand and sneer, make sure they see you frown

Cause it's a bad mood rising
Say it's not so

Back at home alone misanthropy enters my bones
I screen all the calls and the messages on my phone
And if I was ever sad
Well try not to let me stay alone

Cause it's a bad mood rising
in my soul

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