Haven't Got the Blues (Yet) - Loudon Wainwright III

I haven’t got the blues yet

But I am somewhat depressed

I own several pairs of shoes

Should I choose to get dressed

When I wake up in the morning

Life can seem so unfair

Although my woman hasn’t left me yet

And there’s a cleaning lady there

I’m knocking back the chardonnay

And popping Zoloft too

I’ve got a lot of free time

I don’t know what to do

I haven’t got the blues yet

But I’m definitely down

I feel like Emmett Kelly

That mopey circus clown

I haven’t got the blues yet

But I admit I’m in the dumps

Everyone else is cheerful

I’ve got a bad case of the grumps

I’m holed up in my living room

I hardly get around

As for my composure

That’s in the lost and founds

I went to see a doctor

Actually a therapist

He said «Blame it on your parents, son

They made you feel like this»

I kinda sorta loathe myself

Let me count the ways

I haven’t got the blues yet

But I’m experiencing malaise

I haven’t got the blues yet

But I guess it won’t be long

'Cause I’m feeling kinda blueish

That’s why I wrote this song

My life isn’t tragic

But it’s still a doggone shame

That I’m not the man I used to be

Though we’re genetically the same

I like to wallow in it when I take a dive or dip

I suppose if I was English

I’d have a stiffer upper lip

I haven’t got the blues yet

I’m just a little low

But when I really get 'em

You’ll be the first to know

I’m just a leaky supertanker

With a lot of oil to spill

I sure am feeling sorry for myself

But if I don’t, who will?