Well it's dark outside And it's raining And the atmosphere Is like it always has been Thoughts of revolution How and why? Just pa** on by Glood and depression Faked deprivation "Well I got no money" [Chorus:] Are you depressive? or depressing? Obsessive? Or obsessed? Someone or no one? Are you alive or dead? Do you take your ideas From other people? Surrounded by boredom You get boring And then you start to enjoy it Take all the plugs out And sit in darkness It's dark in your head You're not alive any more And it's raining [Chorus]