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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 far