Being alone It can be quite romantic Like Jacques Cousteau Underneath the atlantic A fantastic voyage To parts unknown Going to depths where the sun's never shone And I fascinate myself When I'm alone
So I go a little overboard But hang on to the hull While I'm airbrushing fantasy art on a life That's really kinda dull Oh, I'm in a lull
I'm all for moderation But somtimes it seems Moderation itself can be kind of extreme So I joined the congregation I joined the softball team I went in for my confirmation Where incense looks like steam I start conjugating proverbs Where there once were nouns This whole damn rhyme scheme's Starting to get me down
Oh, I'm in a lull I'm in a lull
Being alone It can be quite romantic Like Jacques Cousteau Underneath the atlantic A fantastic voyage To parts unknown Going to depths were the suns never shone And I fascinate myself When I'm alone
I'm rambling on rather self-consciously While I'm stirring these condements into my tea And I'm so lame I bet I think this song is about me Don't I, don't I, don't I