Testo di Manic Depression

Manic Depression touching my soul, I know what I want, But i just don't know how to go about getting it. Feeling, sweet feeling Drops from my finger, my finger Manic Depression captured my soul. Woman so willing the sweet cause in vain, You make love, You break love, It's-a all the same... It's-a all the same when it's over. Music, sweet music, I wish I could caress, caress, caress. Manic Depression's a frustrating mess. Well, I think I'll go turn myself off an' go on down. Really ain't no use me hanging around. Music, sweet music, I wish I could caress, caress, caress. Manic Depression's a frustrating mess.