WHAT THIS GROUP IS ALL ABOUT

[snuggles]

Talking to myself and feeling old
Sometimes I'd like to quit
Nothing ever seems to fit
Hanging around
Nothing to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays
always get me eaten

What I've got they used to call the blues
Nothing is really wrong
Feeling like I don't belong
Walking around
Some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me eaten

Funny but it seems I always wind up in here with you
Nice to know somebody loves me [i guess in some sense, ash does love us]
Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me
(the one who loooves me)

What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out (talk it out)
We know what it's all about
Hanging around
Nothing to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down