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..]