What I Need

Well I can ask the gene to pull me through

Well I can ask the mad man for his point of view

And I can call a psychic for a well rehersed guess

I can call on budah for a walk in the dark

I can call on bobby we got high from time to time

Call a politician to tell me wrong from right

I can ask my bestfriend to tuck me in my bed

Or I can call a suicide line with a gun to my head

What I need is some good advice

To help me win this losing games

I can see my life before my eyes

Oh and I can't stand the pain

The gene couldn't help me she was full of smoke

The mad man gave me a padded cell

The Psychic didn't know me it was just a joke

And Budah walked me to the gates of hell

Bobby died with a needle in his arm

The politician is doing time

My bestfriend he found the answer Jesus Christ

And I'm still hanging on the suicide line

What I need is some good advice

To help me win this losing games

I can see my life before my eyes

Oh and I can't stand the pain

What I need is some good advice

To help me win this losing games

I can see my life before my eyes

Oh and I can't stand the pain