Oh, I'm in a lull
Going to depths were the sun's never shown
And I think I'm so lame, I bet I'll think this song is about me
Oh, I'm in a lull
While I'm airbrushing fantasy art on a life that's really kinda dull
I'm all for moderation but sometimes it seems
Being alone it can be quite romantic
A fantastic voyage to parts unknown
I went in for my conformation where incense looks like steam
Oh, I'm in a lull
A fantastic voyage to parts unknown
I'm, I'm in a lull
So I go a little overboard but hang onto the hull
This whole damn rhyme scheme's starting to get me down
I'm rambling on rather self-consciously
Oh, I'm in a lull
So I join the congregation, I join the softball team
Oh, I'm in a lull
I start conjugating proverbs where there once were nouns
Don't I, don't I, don't I?
Oh, I'm in a lull
And I fascinate myself, sure I do, when I'm alone
Oh, I'm in a lull
Moderation itself can be a kind of extreme
Like Jacques Cousteau underneath the Atlantic
Going to depths were the sun's never shown
And I fascinate myself when I'm all alone
While I'm stirring these condiments into my tea
