| Lyrics: | Oh mine eyes have seen the glory of the theories of Freud,
He has taught me all the evils that
my ego must avoid.
Repression of the impulses resuling paranoid
As the id goes marching
on.
Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality,
Glory glory now we can be free as the
id goes marching on
There was a man who thought his friends to him were all
superior
And this complex he imagined made life drearier and drearier
Till his analyst
assured him that he really was inferior
As the id goes marching on.
Glory glory
psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality,
Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes marching
on
Do you drown your superego in a flood of alcohol - or something else -
And go
running after women till you're just about to fall.
You may think you're having fun but you're
not having fun at all
As the id goes marching on.
Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory
sexuality,
Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes marching on
Oh sad is the
masochism, the vagaries of sex
Have turned half the population into total nervous
wrecks.
But your analyst will cure you, long as you can pay the cheques
As the id goes
marching on.
Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality,
Glory glory now we can be
free as the id goes marching on
Is your body plagued by aches and pains that you can't
understand
Compound fractures ingrown toenails, floating kidneys, trembling hands,
There's a
secret to your trouble: you're in love with your old man
As the id goes marching on.
Glory
glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality,
Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes
marching on
Freud's mystic world of meaning needn't have us mystified
It's really very
simple what the psyche tries to |
