What I Need

Well I can ask the genie to pull me throughWell I can ask the madman for his point of viewAnd I can call a psychic for a well rehersed guessI can call on buddha for a walk in the darkI can call on bobby we got high from time to timeCall a politician to tell me wrong from rightI can ask my bestfriend to tuck me in my bedOr I can call a suicide line with a gun to my headWhat I need is some good adviceTo help me win this losing gamesI can see my life before my eyesLord, I can't stand the painThe genie couldn't help me she was full of smokeThe madman gave me a padded cellThe Psychic didn't know me it was just a jokeAnd Buddha walked me to the gates of hellBobby died with a needle in his armThe politician is doing timeMy best friend he found the answer:Jesus ChristAnd I'm still hanging on the suicide lineWhat I need is some good adviceTo help me win this losing gameI can see my life before my eyesOHH, I can't stand the painWhat I need is some good adviceTo help me win this losing gamesI can see my life before my eyesOh and I can't stand the pain