Me And My Analyst

When anger damages the wholesome man
When the shrink guy tells me that it's all for the best
And my feelings are damaged in emotion wars
And I take everything and I want more

I smell all the roses and they make me sneeze
The animals hiss in the green, green trees
So maybe all that the world's got to offer me is psychoanalysis

You know that the way through life is through a smile
Hell, I've got that, I've been sick for a while
But the pain is good and I should know
The money I give pays off their college loans

I smell all the roses and they make me sneeze
I stop and I suffer and they laugh at me
So maybe the best that I'm ever going to get is a little bit of therapy

The animals hiss in the green, green trees
I stop while they laugh and throw stones at me
So nature's creatures gonna mock me 'til I go to a psychiatrist

Just a little more of this captive play
And Shakespeare told me that all life's a stage
With my conscience free and my unconscience, too
You tell me that I'm crazy but I think that I am you!