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Please Mr. Freud (Clark) Last night I dreamed I dreamed a scene So complicated There were rooms and rooms And people staring at me But none related A preacher in a black robe was there But he didn't preach a word he just stared He kneeled upon a book like he cared To show me he was prepared So I walked downstairs Where I can clearly hear A band was steaming They had hair to their feet An electrical beat And one of them was screaming The floor was so crowded folks were choking I turned to several windows that were broken And the cops came in without a token they said "Someone here's been smoking" I ran into the street Caught a bus took a seat And started reading It was typical news The headlines read Agnews Hairline is receding Then I realized that it was snowing I was on a bus and didn't know where I was going The midnight movie started showing And my mind started blowing Now please Mr. Freud My mind is destroyed And what can you tell me I'm trying hard to wake up Before the national guard Get's here to expel me Things are confused and uptight I just saw Karl Marx on my ride It's springtime but there isn't any light And what was black now is white Oh yeah Outtake Gene Clark 'White Light' 1971 |