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Monday, October 11, 2010

My Analyst Told Me


MY ANALYST TOLD ME
Lyrics by Annie Ross; melody by Wardell Gray melody.
sung by Joni Mitchell (and many others)

My analyst told me (what?)
That I was right out of my head
He said I'd need treatment (yeah?)
But I'm not that easily led
He said I was the type
That was most inclined
When out of his sight
To be out of my mind
And he thought I was nuts (nuts?)
No more ifs or ands or buts
Oh no (oh no?) (oh no?)

They say as a child
I appeared a little bit wild
With all my crazy ideas
But I knew what was happening
I knew I was a genius...
What's so strange when you know
That you're a wizard at three
I knew that this was meant to be
But I heard little children
Were supposed to sleep tight
That's why I got into the vodka one night
My parents got frantic
Didn't know what to do
But I saw some crazy scenes
Before I came to
Now do you think I was crazy?
I may have been only three
But I was swingin

They all laugh at angry young men
They all laugh at Edison
And also at Einstein
So why should I feel sorry
If they just couldn't understand
The reasoning and the logic

That went on in my head
I had a brain
It was insane

Oh they used to laugh at me
When I refused to ride
On all those double-decker buses
All because there was no driver on the top (no driver on the top? this chick is twisted. what's the matter with her?)
(she must be out of her head) (this line is spoken on top of previous line)

My analyst told me (what?)
That I was right out of my head
The way he described it (how?)
He said I'd be better dead that alive.
I didn't listen to his jive
I knew all along
He was all wrong
And I knew that he thought (what?)
I was crazy but I'm not.
Oh no (oh no?) (oh no?)

My analyst told me (what?)
That I was right out of my head.
But I said, dear doctor, (yeah?)
I think that it's you instead.
Cause I have got a thing
That's unique and new.
It proves that I'll have
The last laugh on you,
Cause instead of one head (one head?)
I got two
And you know two heads are better than one.

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