Underlying Depression

Written by：Van Morrison

Underlying depression have to crawl into my room

Underlying depression don't want to know about the moon in June

Outside there's a cavalcade of clowns

But they're just bringing me down

With underlying depression

Underlying depression and it's starting in my backyard

Underlying depression and these times ain't even so hard

Lord I was born with the blues and my blue suede shoes

And underlying depression

Underlying depression and there's just nowhere to turn

Underlying depression and things just seem to turn in on one

Sometimes I'm stuck in the corner just like Little Jack Horner

With underlying depression

Underlying depression

Underlying depression and I just can't get it right

Underlying depression I've got to fight it with all of my might

Right now I don't want to be alone

Get my baby on the telephone

Underlying depression

Have to make some concessions when everything is working right

Have to count my blessings helps me make it through the night

I've got love in my life as well as trouble and strife

And underlying depression

And underlying depression

And underlying depression

And underlying depression

Ain't nothing but the blues

Underlying depression

Ain't nothing but the blues

Underlying depression

Ain't nothing but the blues

Underlying depression