I don't need a crock of gold
I don't need a witches brew
I don't need the pope in Rome
I don't need any one of you

I don't need any inner peace
I don't need any black magic
I don't need the Sun to shine
I don't need something tragic

I don't need the holy bible
I don't need the word of God
I don't need your Jesus Christ
I don't need another caring sod

I don't need a statue of Budha
I don't need any crystal healing
I don't need any fake astrology
I don't need any group-hug feeling

I don't need your earthly sanity
I don't need the Greek God Apollo
I don't need your brand of humanity
I don't need someone to follow

I just need to be me
And that's the reality