Alan Parson Project - Little Hans Lyrics
Freud's youngest patientLead vocal: graham dyeLittle hans, little hans, what do you see?The worlds is full of big surprisesLittle hans, little hans, what can they be?They come in many shapes and sizesLittle boys always love to playBut something is not quite rightLittle hans won't come out todayHe's scared of a horse that might biteLittle hans, little hans, what can it be?Your thoughts are filled with such confusionLittle hans, little hans when will you see?You're barking up the wrong conclusionProfessor man asks him oh so nicelyWhy will you not come out?Little hans tells him most politelyWhat he is thinking aboutA ride in a tram, a lily white lamb, raspberry jamLittle hans, little hans, where will you go?The world is full of compromisesLittle hans, little hans, how will you know?The come in many strange disguisesProfessor man shakes his head and wondersHow will he work it out?Little hans tells him quite preciselyWhat he's been dreaming aboutI jump in the bath, i make myself laugh, i ride a giraffeLittle hans, little hans, i found a clueI think i've made the right connectionLittle hans, little hans, all i can doIs give a common sense injectionLittle boys grow up just like daddyProfessor man has no doubtLittle hans goes to sleep and wondersWhat he was talking about
