Please Mr. Freud(Ukulele chords)

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Last night I dreamed I dreamed a scene 

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So complicated 
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There were rooms and rooms and people staring at me 
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  But none related 
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A preacher in a black robe was there 
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But he didn't preach a word he just stared 
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He kneeled upon a book like he cared 
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To show me he was prepared 
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So I walked downstairs Where I can clearly hear 
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  A band was steaming 
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They had hair to their feet an electrical beat 
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  And one of them was screaming 
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The floor was so crowded folks were choking 
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I turned to several windows that were broken 
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And the cops came in without a token they said 
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'Someone here's been smoking' 
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I ran into the street caught a bus took a seat 
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  And started reading 
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It was typical news The headlines read Agnews 
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  Hairline is receding 
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Then I realized that it was snowing 
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I was on a bus and didn't know where I was going 
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The midnight movie started showing 
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And my mind started blowing 

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Now please Mr. Freud my mind is destroyed 
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  And what can you tell me 
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I'm trying hard to wake up Before the national guard 
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  Get's here to expel me 
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Things are confused and uptight 
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I just saw Karl Marx on my ride 
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It's springtime but there isn't any light 
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And what was black now is white 

Oh yeah 

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Written by Gene Clark