One, two, three
I don't need
No relief
Oh I don't need
No relief
Because you can't put a bandage on a fatal wound
And the day of wrath is coming soon
I don't need
I don't need
No relief
And I don't need
Prescription pills
And I don't need
Prescription pills
Because you can't put a bandage on a fatal wound
And there ain't no cure for the wide-eyed blues
I don't need
I don't need
No relief
And I don't need
No memory verse
No I don't need
No memory verse
Because you can't put a bandage on a fatal wound
And the day of the Lord is coming soon
I don't need
I don't need
No relief
And I don't need
No relief
I don't need
No relief
I'm going to meet my god with open eyes
Tired and poor and a thorn in my side
I don't need
I don't need
No relief
One, two, one, two