lyrics : Warwick - music : Warwick/Friesen    It doesn't trouble me   So why should it trouble you   Save your roses for the dead   I'll lick the honey from your thorns   I'm feeling up   I'm looking down   My angels beat my devils   Now I'll lay my doubts in waste     What I believe   Is what I need   What I believe     Can't be convicted   By a rhyme without a reason   Someone always loves you   Even if it is yourself   Below my dick   There's neither truth or religion   My indignance has flown   To better things     What I believe   Is what I need   What I believe   Is keepin' my spirit alive        (chorus)   Give me   Give me possession     When will you learn to let it ride   You got no guts   You'll get no glory child   Your rusty soul bleeds Coca-cola blood   And you try to tell me   It's the real thing     What I believe   Is what I need   Is keeping my spirit alive     (chorus)