I went off to the doctors for the open plan surgery,
He said I just can`t believe what`s lying here in front of me,
It looks like what you couldn`t drink you`d just have to smoke,
You`ve been living in a frying pan, what you need is health.
So I burgled a few houses took the candy from the baby,
In search of the prescription that was driving me crazy,
The policeman turned the corner looking down at me,
The judge said I hope to God that you`re sorry.
You need help, that`s what you need,
You need help, can`t get it from me,
You need help, something you got or you ain`t,
You need help.
So I started off my sentence in a nine foot cell,
I was feeling pretty cheated, I was feeling unwell,
The bunk below guy said there`s one thing see,
What you really need is the need to be free.
You need a plan, that`s what you need,
Y ou need a plan, can`t get it from me,
You need a plan, something you got or you ain`t,
You need a plan.
But what I don`t want is you telling me..
I had the route, had the escape, I had the plan worked out,
Everything I thought I`d need or thereabouts,
Suddenly it`s obvious, it`s plain to see,
That what I don`t need is you telling me.
Don`t need your health,
Don`t need your help,
Don`t need your plan,
I don`t need anything.