The Psychiatrist Is In - God Help the Girl Written by:Stuart Murdoch Grow up you're nearly thirty one What happened when You were a child Do you require an analyst Or will a friendly smile suffice Find your space Are you breathing well Do you feel ok Are you calm Are you comfortable Is your heartbeat racing Is this your soul you're facing Lay down my couch Is over there I think you'll find It's way more comfortable Take off your glasses Don't be scared For thirty pounds I'll listen to your Stories dear Shut the window there We should keep This session intimate Don't you agree I've experience In matters similar I can juggle I can knit a pinafore But I'll listen To your tale And give you some advice I was an ace when I Was young I learned to dance I didn't have to learn I was a case when I grew up A case of hope crashing To the ground I learned I hit the skids And I woke up me myself and I was a different person If I take you on will You be pliable As a confidant I'm quite reliable Dreamer though you are It is you That's been my signpost So fa编辑于2021/03/22更新