Genie, Genie Songtext
von Eric Bachmann

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