No I don't need no nations

No leaflets for a damn good cause

No reasons for me to hang around

No guidelines or no clever laws

I don't need no brochure

To tell me what I need to do

No priest or preacher

To realize that I love you



Up to my neck in reasons

Up to my neck in whys

I'm starting to choke on good advice

Going up shit creek river

Down kneedeep in stench

Don' t need no dogs to help me sense



No I don't need no fashion

No rags to show me elite looks

Don't need no interpretations

To guide me through the holy book

Don't need to be a member

Of no party or no secret lodge

Don't need to beg your pardon

For leaving or to get outta dodge



Up to my neck in reasons

Up to my neck in whys

I'm starting to choke on good advice

Going up shit creek river

Down kneedeep in stench

Don' t need no dogs to help me sense



No I don't need no vision

Or bets on what's the next big thing

No prophecies or crystal balls

Predicting what the future will bring



Up to my neck in reasons

Up to my neck in whys

I'm starting to choke on good advice

Going up shit creek river

Down kneedeep in stench

Don' t need no dogs to help me sense