Oh mine eyes have seen the glory of the theories of Freud; He has taught me all the evils that my ego must avoid. Repression of the impulses resulting paranoid; As the id goes marching on.
There was a man who thought his friends to him were all superior; And this complex he imagined made life drearier and drearier. Till his analyst assured him that he really was inferior; As the id goes marching on.
Do you drown your superego in a flood of alcohol – or something else -; And go running after women till you’re just about to fall. You may think you’re having fun but you’re not having fun at all; As the id goes marching on.
Oh sad is the masochism, the vagaries of sex; Have turned half the population into total nervous wrecks. But your analyst will cure you, long as you can pay the cheques; As the id goes marching on.
Is your body plagued by aches and pains that you can’t understand; Compound fractures ingrown toenails, floating kidneys, trembling hands; There’s a secret to your trouble: you’re in love with your old man; As the id goes marching on.
Freud’s mystic world of meaning needn’t have us mystified; It’s really very simple what the psyche tries to hide: A thing’s a phallic symbol if it’s longer than it’s wide; As the id goes marching on.
Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality,
Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes marching on.
Oh mine eyes have seen the glory of the theories of Freud; He has taught me all the evils that my ego must avoid. Repression of the impulses resulting paranoid; As the id goes marching on.
There was a man who thought his friends to him were all superior; And this complex he imagined made life drearier and drearier. Till his analyst assured him that he really was inferior; As the id goes marching on.
Do you drown your superego in a flood of alcohol – or something else -; And go running after women till you’re just about to fall. You may think you’re having fun but you’re not having fun at all; As the id goes marching on.
Oh sad is the masochism, the vagaries of sex; Have turned half the population into total nervous wrecks. But your analyst will cure you, long as you can pay the cheques; As the id goes marching on.
Is your body plagued by aches and pains that you can’t understand; Compound fractures ingrown toenails, floating kidneys, trembling hands; There’s a secret to your trouble: you’re in love with your old man; As the id goes marching on.
Freud’s mystic world of meaning needn’t have us mystified; It’s really very simple what the psyche tries to hide: A thing’s a phallic symbol if it’s longer than it’s wide; As the id goes marching on.
Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality,
Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes marching on.
Also:
Star trek Tik Tok:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZWaWrvJ7nA
Trek’s Orion Women: Just Dance
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZWaWrvJ7nA
As for Freud, sometimes a cigar is…just a cigar.
That’s true Frank. But that doesn’t explain why the NCC-1701 has TWO of those long, peculiar engine housings? Seems sexual to me.
(of course the saucer section looks like a donut, or cheese burger)
Do the binars each have two? or is it all ones and zeros?
Ones and zeros? Jungian archetypes?
HighWarp Speed Nail!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XLNh0iiacg8