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