I was alone in my room feeling sorry for myself
Call me a prophet of doom [1], I could think of nothing else
I found a freudian book gathering [2] dust [3] upon [4] my shelf[5]
I thought [6] 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 [7] , I never thought they had a chance.
And then a hand reached [8] out to hold them just before they tumbled [9] down.
But I was standing in a quicksand [10] and I could not feel the ground [11].

Freudiana, do you want to be somebody?
Freudiana, do you want to change the world?

I look back and try to find the part of me I don't know.
I won't stop till [12] I see the truth,there's such [13] 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 [14] that he threw [15] me were intended [16] to deceive[17].

Freudiana, do you want to be somebody?
Freudiana, do you want to change the world?