The Alan Parsons Project

Let Yourself Go

Maitre Charcot, the French hypnotist who influenced Freud.

Maitre Charcot he can send you where the winds blow

Look in his eye and your mind goes into limbo

They say, he's mad as a hatter

He's no medicine man

Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go

Maitre Charcot he can teach you what you don't know

Look in his eye and the clock runs out of tempo

He knows, it's mind over matter

You'll fit the palm of his hand

Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go

It doesn't need too much explaining

It doesn't seem to be so hard

You just count to ten and then back again

And before too long you won't know where you are

Maitre Charcot he will catch you if you let go

Look in his eyes and your thoughts go into slow motion

You glide, like birds of a feather

He flies higher than you

Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go

For any doubt you have remaining

Let me remind you once again

You just close your eyes as the eagle flies

And before you know you won't feel any pain, any pain

I'd like to stay here forever, who needs the hullabaloo?

Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go