No Help At All Lyrics & Chords By The Young Fresh Fellows

If you could see what I see
If you could even open up your mind
The nightmares inside you
The futures that fried you
Wouldn't catch you from behind
Since you're worried about a new direction
The addition of a second 8-ball is
No help at all

The fire is right beside you
We feel it getting hotter every day
You're still hearing pillow talk
Because you're too ill to walk
And if you could you'd soon lose your way
There are no signs up for a new direction
Forget those that are 90 feet tall, they're
No help at all

People let me tell you, there's not
A lot of hope in this sweating herd
The summer of love-ins
Got burned in the ovens and
There's no one left to say the word
So if you're waiting for a new direction
Don't sit at home expecting that call
You're no help at all