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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

You 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

What I don't want is you telling me