Oh-oh-oh
Yeah-ee-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Why's he always have to brood? Feelin' down, I get that, dude
But it's constant scenes of feelin' blue, they come off as a tool
Recitation of old facts, it's true, nothin' that they're sayin' is that new
Why's he always have to brood? Feelin' down, their life is screwed
Do somethin' about it then, you fool, my words may seem quite cruel
It's been seven seasons of this dude, all my empathy has flown the coop, yeah

At the start, I was attached to the hero when he got so sad
Wasn't really hard to understand all his issues with his dad
Even got some tears from me, no longer the case, you see
Now he wallows in his neverendin' gloom
I want no part of it, just got zero use
For his near-constant whinge-fest, hate how he broods
Who was wantin' this? Not me, that's who
Don't want to make light of folks who have depression
But this is the wrong way to make it compellin'

Why's he always have to brood? Feelin' down, always so blue
Hope some kinda plot can sneak in too, I think that would be cool
Instead of just followin' this tool as his tears fill up a friggin' pool
Why's he always have to brood? Feelin' down, brings me down too
Makes me sad when I look up the huge budget, how was it used?
Twenty minutes of a whiny fool, that gets paid with the string of a shoe

'Round season 5, I wondered if I was just bashin' it
'Cause a cryin' man is seen as not as masculine
Had to do some deep soul-searchin' and I ended up
With the big realisation: this dude's wept enough
It takes a big man to damn those shoutin' "Pussy!"
But a lack of anything else makes me feel fury
You say "Why not just watch another show?" Please
I know that the one time I do that's when they'll show me
The action I want, I don't wanna be missin'
Can call me a sucker, late to that admission

Why's he always have to brood? Feelin' down, lies in his room
Think the monologues are meant to move me, no way, I refuse
Used my tissues up by season two, let the bloody character improve
Why's he always have to brood? Feelin' down, feel bad, I do
For the actor, talented, it's true, his contract has him screwed
He's stuck playin' this sad, wangsty fool, bet that leaves him in a sim'lar mood, yeah