Prick - My Analyst Says lyrics

(random muffled babbling for a minute or so) Who is the man who went to Casa Lita On the week I was fond of you Chained to the world to get my head together So I took it all out on you Now I'm talking to the man from the couch Gonna figure out why I... Dream all my friends Are spies or kamikazes My lovers are mannequins He's got degrees, he's schooled how to listen I take it all out on him He's thinking about what he's gonna drive I'm trying to figure out why I'm, why I'm alive an*lyst says an*lyst says You got thinking pain But keep your wallet open I can help you an*lyst says You've got one solution He says you're gonna need a lot of bread You got a lot of head to get better You're gonna need another job You gotta make a lot to get better I said I think I got this figured out I didn't need to shout But I'm fed up You got me working nearly every day I got no energy to get better He's thinking about what he's gonna drive I'm trying to figure out why I'm alive He is thinking about his secretary's thigh! I'm trying to figure out why I'm, why I'm alive! an*lyst says! My an*lyst says My an*lyst says you got one solution You got one solution You gotta come more often (better better better better) You gotta come more often