I was alone in my room
Feeling sorry for myself
Call me a prophet of doom
I could think of nothing else
I found a Freudian book
Gathering dust upon my shelf
I thought I＇ll give it a look
Would it hurt or would it help
Freudiana, Do you want to be somebody
Freudiana, Do you want to change the world
I met the Wolfman and the Ratman
Anna O. and Little Hans
They were walking on a tightrope
I never thought they had a chance
And then a hand reached out to hold them
Just before they tumbled down
But I was standing in a quicksand
And I could not feel the ground
Freudiana, Do you want to be somebody
Freudiana, Do you want to change the world
I look back and I try to find
The part of me that I don＇t know
I won＇t stop till I see the truth
There＇s such a long way to go
I saw a picture of a stranger
But I didn＇t understand
He had a ring around his finger
And something burning in his hand
And I wanted him to teach me
And I needed to believe
But the shadows that he threw me
Were intended to deceive
Freudiana, Do you want to be somebody
Freudiana, Do you want to change the world
I look back and I try to find
The part of me that I don＇t know
I won＇t stop till I see the truth
There＇s such a long way to go
Freudiana, Do you want to be somebody
Freudiana, Do you want to change the world...