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