Your psycho babble is so alien to me   And I don't understand your psychotherapy   I don't want your conversation, I don't need no explanation   When you spout your blah, blah, blah and your cod philosophy      And the things you say give it all away   And the things you do all betray that you   You're a headshrinker      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      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, headshrinker   Headshrinker, you're a headshrinker