Porpoise Parade - Sigmund Freud Lyrics

Sigmund Freud thought about you
Sunk into the couch kicking your feet up
I got a LEGO face, putting all my bricks in place
And what do you know, the colors don't match up

Carl Jung, he thought about you too
Red Book in his hands, illuminated
Oh no, I don't speak your Latin
Western, an artificial tone

I don't need to know how to debate this
Another argument to make you feel better
Trouble will come around, I trust you will find it
Just like Sigmund did in psychotherapy

I've always been a quiet son so it seems
Do you find yourself looking out to render tomorrow
The way the ivy wraps around the tree
Makes me pull up my roots and sprint for the gallows

I don't have a complex
It's hard enough to recognize myself
You showed me a symbol
Sigmund help me now