When anger damages the wholesome man    When the shrink guy tells me that it’s all for the best   And my feelings are damaged in emotion wars   And I take everything and I want more      I smell all the roses and they make me sneeze   The animals hiss in the green, green trees   So maybe all that the world’s got to offer me is psychoanalysis      You know that the way through life is through a smile   Hell, I've got that, I've been sick for a while   But the pain is good and I should know    The money I give pays off their college loans      I smell all the roses and they make me sneeze   I stop and I suffer and they laugh at me   So maybe the best that I'm ever going to get is a little bit of therapy      The animals hiss in the green, green trees   I stop while they laugh and throw stones at me   So nature's creatures gonna mock me 'til I go to a psychiatrist      Just a little more of this captive play   And Shakespeare told me that all life's a stage   With my conscience free and my unconscience, too   You tell me that I'm crazy but I think that I am you!