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