| Genie won’t you come out, won’t you help poor daddy now |
| Give me something, I’m looking for something |
| A million dollar bill, a lonely woman, lots of pills |
| Give me something, I’m looking for something |
| You can lose yourself in the time, waiting for nothing day and night |
| Some you ask they don’t give, some you push and they don’t give |
| Sell your family name and from your home run far away |
| What you find can numb your mind and what you lose can leave you crying |
| Feasting far and wide to find a peace of mind ain’t doing me no good |
| I gotta find a better way to waste my time, I cross that line |
| Across the crowd a feast of metal pissed the parasites off stinging numb |
| I’d pick a lucky number but the numbers lie, so I’m rubbing every bottle |
| I can get my hands on |
| Genie Genie come on now, won’t you help poor daddy out |
| Give me something, I’m looking for something |
| Maybe something nice, a fancy car, some pretty wife |
| Give me something, I’m looking for something |
| A cure for the pain, a doctor man, a bucket of cocaine |
| Give me something, I’m looking for something |
| One true love to find one more loss I can throw behind me |
| Give me something, I’m looking for something |
| Give me something, I’m not dying for nothing |