 |
|
|
|
|
I need help
I need help
I don’t know who I am no more
I’m gonna get some help
Help me
[ singing:
Step! step, step it up baby!
Got a question for you: like, who, what, where, why?
Are we even here?
Or are we following alone like another lost indian looking for his tribe?
Oh dial the phone.
We might as well find someone else.
? ? ?
Grrr! ]
(wails)
I like to apologize to all my wonderful fans
For sticking by me through such troubled times
I love all you so much
I wish I could take you all to the betty ford clinic
Yeah
[ singing:
Step! step it up baby!
We gotta sell instutions of recovery,
We gotta kill distrubutions of the pills I take!
? ? ?
Grr!
Step! step it up baby!
...]
I love all my fans
Through these times of nakedness
If I could I’d take any one of you with me
Put you right underneath my pillow
[fade out..]
Read more lyrics about / on: baby, lost, alone, yeah
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
