Paroles de Headshrinker

Your psyco babble is so alien to me And i don't understand your pyscotherapy I don't want your conversation I don't need no explaination When you spout your blah blah blah and your cod philosophy My signed bukowski you sold behind my back And undermining is your chosen mode of attack I don't want your measured excuse I don't need cerebral abuse You know i know the truth and the truth is you're a quack And the things you preach are all in breach Red flags are raised sets me ablaze And the things you say give it all away And the things you do all betray that you You're a headshrinker