The Professional

Meet up with the professional
Let him pull you out of the dip
Gotta be progressional
With the wisdom on his lip
And the drivel runs like a river
You’re drifting with the flood
And your eardrums gently quiver
His rhythm’s in your blood

Let him speak for you
Let him decide for you
Let him live your life
Let him control your mind
It is the ties that bind
Let him kiss your wife

Float on his wings of promises
He’ll guide you to your luck
And in the end you’ll have to confess
He’s worth every buck
Meet up with the professional
Let him pull you out of the dip
Gotta be progressional
With the wisdom on his lip

Let him speak for you
Let him decide for you
Let him live your life
Let him control your mind
It is the ties that bind
Let him kiss your wife

There comes a day when you’re on your own
When the old grey seal has gone
And you won’t know who you are anymore
Or how to open the professional’s door

No one to speak for you
No one decides for you
No one will live your life
No one controls your mind
Or saves the ties that bind
You’re gonna miss your wife

His words still float around
And with their shattering sound
They split your head in two
If only you could beg him
To do just one more thing
You’d let him die for you
You’d let him die for you
You’d let him die for you
You’d let him die for you