Lyrics:

Lead vocal: eric woolfson
I was alone in my room feeling sorry for myself
Call me a prophet of doom, i could think of nothing else
I found a freudian book gathering dust upon my shelf
I thought i'll give it a look, would it hurt or would it help?
Freudiana, do you want to be somebody?
Freudiana, do you want to change the world?
I met the wolfman and the ratman, anna-o and little hans
They were walking on a tightrope, i never thought they had a chance
And then a hand reached out to hold them just before they tumbled down
But i was standing in a quicksand and i could not feel the ground
Freudiana, do you want to be somebody?
Freudiana, do you want to change the world?
I look back and try to find the part of me i don't know
I won't stop till i see the truth there's such a long way to go
I saw a picture of a stranger but i don't understand
He had a ring around his finger and something burning in his hand
And i wanted him to teach me and i needed to believe
But the shadows that he threw me were intended to deceive
Freudiana, do you want to be somebody?
Freudiana, do you want to change the world?
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