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Depressed! Me depressed? I wouldn't wonder All the people I detest Have inherited the plunder Have you seen the latest press What's best has been demoted But depressed! Me depressed? I wouldn't notice Content! Me content? A pig in clover Won't you step in to my tent I'll just roll the bodies over Nothing personal is meant You might think you're fucking clever But content! Me content? I tell you never [Chorus] What do I feel like? I feel like a floor Someone is walking (la-la-la) all over my confidence I think I got the friends that I deserve (I think he's got the friends that he deserves) Impressed? I'm impressed! It must be stated Expectations in the west Have been thoroughly inflated I'd comply with your request If my thoughts were not so dated Impressed! I'm impressed! But not elated Incensed? I'm incensed! You must be joking If my mind is in ferment It's because I've just stopped smoking Fill my boots with wet cement And I'll stamp my little footsie Incensed? I'm incensed! At least till Tuesday [Chorus] What do I feel like? I feel like a phone I do the talking (la-la-la) the words come from someone else I think I got the friends that I deserve (He knows he's got the friends that he deserves) Jack Sprat could read no fact His wife could read no fiction And so between the two of them Create no contradiction