"Psychiatrist" lyrics

Johnny got upset and drank a bottle of Sea Breeze
Well, Mommy figured out that he wasn't too happy
The family looks nice, but they're rotting inside
They all hate each other, but nobody knows why
So they go to the shrink, he says, "You're very nice people
But Johnny causes pain and negative feelings
He really needs help," and then Mommy starts crying
"If you give me your checkbook, we can hospitalize him"

Made dependent on a doctor for your mental hell
Psychiatrist
The Ritalin pills are gonna make you well
Psychiatrist
Months of bliss, your emotional fix
Psychiatrist
Then give Daddy the bill for the therapy swill
Psychiatrist

Your doc is your drug, he's got your medication
He gets through to you better when you're under sedation
Something from your past that he won't let relax
He wishes you were dead, but it makes the time last
So you sit in the day room and you watch the TV
You're never alone, under close scrutiny
Don't cause any problems, you'll end up on your back
Chock full of Thorazine and trapped like a rat

Made dependent on a doctor for your mental hell
Psychiatrist
The Ritalin pills are gonna make you well
Psychiatrist
Six weeks of bliss, your emotional fix
Psychiatrist
Then give Daddy the bill for the therapy swill
Psychiatrist