Jung And The Restless

In the corner was a doctor
He said, "How may I assist?"
She said, "Doctor, give me something
I divorced my analyst!"

He said, "Chemicals won't help yet
(I'm a doctor not a musician)
Let's both try some word association."
He said, "Love"
She said, "You bet."

Rushed from the fire to the frying pan
Entrust your soul to a shrinking man

Jung and the restless
Pleasant dreams
Gotham's got religion
Fifty minutes from the corner of your mind
To the center of a new redemption
Jung and the restless
Primal screams
Ain't showbiz bewitching?
First came the stats, pulling habits out of rats
Now they may need more attention

She said, "What can I believe in?"
He said, "Don't believe, just...be"
She said, "You've got to give me one good reason to live"
He said, "Hmmm...I gotta be me"

Served with smiles and a noble intent
I think this waiter's got a fake accent

Jung and the restless...

"So tell me about this latest dream"

"I was in a mental ward
For a little shock treatment
When a sudden power surge zapped me with two thousand volts
Then I floated down a tunnel to a shining man in white
And when I could finally make out his face, it was...
It was you, doctor."

"So what's the problem?"

Written by Steve Taylor © 1987 Soylent Tunes

Steve says, "Some of my best friends are psychiatrists..."
(taken from liner notes to "I Predict 1990")

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