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