Once upon a time I was doing double nickels on the dime Dreaming of a tropical and lazy clime But I couldn't let go I came, I saw, I tried In the capital of greed and empty pride You know I kept my nature locked so far inside 'Til I had to let go The doctor said I had tropical depression And the pressure's dropping now But you know tropical depression Never brings me down I really couldn't take the cold, the grey The slow execution of the days That dragged along with every tick of the clock That watched me die to put a check in the box It seemed that I was always cold and low on cash I had to make a bold decision fast The moment I had stolen it had pa**ed Many moons ago They diagnosed me with tropical depression All the palm trees waving round But you know tropical depression Well it never brings me down Storm waters washing all my worries out the door The wind always knows which way to blow... Maybe you're dreaming of the sun, the sand, the sin And the see your wrinkled skin from high above As you're descending from the black and angry cloud Into a different day HST says the race goes not to the swift nor the battle to the strong But only to those who can fake their way along And see the time to get out of the way Well now you know I got tropical depression As the waves begin to pound When you got tropical depression Well you're nowhere to be found I got tropical depression As the rain runs down my back They say it's looking like tropical depression And I'm never going back