single by Alan Newbery

Sometimes it seems like the troubles
Of the whole world are crashing down on my head
Yes sometimes it seems like the troubles
Of the whole damn world are crashing down on my poor old head
It’s then I struggle for a reason
To rise from my sweat-soaked bed

Cause I’m moody
M double O D Y moody me
Yes I’m moody
M double O D Y moody me
The reason for my moodiness
I’m be damned if I can see

Moody
Moody
Moody me

My poor long-suffering lover
Hardly knows just when to speak
Yes my long-suffering lover
Becomes reticent to speak
Greeted by a smile in the morning
By evening I am snappy and bleak

Dreamed I was riding round
In a pink car driven by someone unknown
Yes I dreamed I was ridin’ round in a
Big pink car driven by someone unknown
And I only get a glimpse of the driver
After all my tyres have been blown