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victims family - mondo freudo lyrics

sits in his office rappin’ with the rats, lookin’ for excuses for his fits and
spats, makin’ things worse with a cocaine brain, trying to judge the
distance between pleasure and pain. stinks like a madman cries all the
time, confident of all the answers he’ll find, don’t get confused or call
him paranoid-o, he just doesn’t know about his mondo freudo.
sittin’on the couch he tried to pour out his heart, while the doctor
yawned a bit and tried to hold back a fart and then he lit up a cigar and
just started to smoke and just thinkin’ to himself that it’s just a joke.
“well i got a good job and it pays real well, and when i get home i treat the kids
like h-ll. beat my wife within an inch of her life and tried to slit my
wrists with a dull b-tter knife. the family’s real worried ’bout my
carousin’ and boozin’ ” and the doctor lit a smoke to try to keep him
from snoozin’, it was getting real lame and doc was gettin’ annoyed-o
and didn’t give a d-mn about mondo freudo.
sittin’ on the couch etc…
doctor couldn’t take it anymore, ’cause he was bored and just sick and
tired of listenin’ to a mondo freudo. wife and the kids whose life just
hit the skids were sick and tired of gettin’ pushed around and livin’ in
a condo with a mondo freudo.
the secretary knew that names couldn’t escape her, walked down to
the corner to buy a newspaper. back to the office, past all the b-ms,
readin’ ’bout the baby junkies in the chilean slums and “wife shoots
husband, twice in the head” she knew the name of the man that was
dead, he was a pain in the -ss, a fly in the ointment, wife bought a gun
and he missed his appointment.

- victims family lyrics

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