He needed therapy more than a celebration
Always generating complication
Time and tide had landed on her side
She needed therapy more than love
She couldn’t see what she’d become
Doctor, my friend
I feel a little weak
And I can’t comprehend
What is happening to me
I try to contend
With the world upon my shoulders
She had this feeling
Once again
A speeding car
A hairpin bend
He needed therapy more than masturbation
More reality, less stimulation
Time and tide had landed on his side
He needed therapy more than love
He couldn’t see what he’d become
Doctor, my friend
I feel a little weak
And I can’t comprehend
What is happening to me
I try to contend
With the world upon my shoulders
He had this feeling
Once again
A speeding car
A hairpin bend
They needed therapy more than separation
More togetherness, less aggravation
Time and tide had landed on their side
They needed therapy more than some
They couldn’t see what they’d become
Doctor, our friend
We feel a little weak
And we can’t comprehend
What is happening to us
We try to contend
With the world upon our shoulders
They had this feeling
Once again
A speeding car
A hairpin bend