Well as long as I'm in this not so cheerful mood I like to get myself even more down. And Pink Floyd's opus magnum "The Wall" has always been there for me in such moments to keep me down and depressed, I like it that way actually.
Here's a clip from Alan Parker's film version of "The Wall" called "One of my turns", I bet that each guy feels like smashing something from time to time and feels an urge to beat someone to a pulp on a saturday night - whoever comes near you. Man or woman. Isn't it so?
"One Of My Turns"
Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a dying man.
Night after night, we pretend its all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more.
And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.
Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe.
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase,
One of my bad days.
Would you like to watch T.V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would'ya?
Would you like to see me try?
Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?
(Roger Waters)
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