Sects Therapy Lyrics - The Alan Parsons Project

Lead vocal: frankie howerd 

I was lonely and depressed 

Having fled the family home 

When I met an old acquaintance 

I had only barely known 

And I told her over tea 

Of my worries and my woes 

And a morbid fear of eating beans 

In tightly fitting clothes 

And she said psychoanalysis was just the thing for me 

And she knew a mayfair analyst I really ought to see 

So I went round to his rooms 

And he saw me right away 

Though he asked a sum of money I could ill afford to pay 

But I lay down on the couch 

By a bowl of flaccid flowers 

And I talked and talked and talked and talked 

For hours and hours and hours 

And he told me tales of oedipus with great authority 

And he asked me if my mother 

Wore stiletto heels and rubber 

And I realised that this poor soul 

Was more confused than me 

Well the shock was so profound 

That I fled into the strand 

Where I saw a hare krishna group 

And joined in with the band 

This was just the life for me 

Free of worldly goods and care 

And I chanted and I ranted 

Round and round trafalgar square 

I converted tens of thousands and they joined us then and there 

But the bagwan was so jealous 

That he called me over zealous 

Then he threw me out 

When I refused to cut off all my hair 

(dr. ruth, dr. ruth, why not write to dr. ruth? ) 

So I wrote to dr. ruth 

And she helpfully proposed 

I should join a nudist colony 

And throw away my clothes 

All that sun upon my flesh 

Would set my libido free 

And would guarentee much more of it 

Whatever 'it' may be 

But I don't feel that I was quite equipped for such a life 

Fair of skin just like my sisters 

Too much sun would give me blisters 

So I think I'll turn the whole thing in 

And go home to the wife