It used to be so carefree and jolly
But now it seems always melancholy
Something's wrong cause I'm always wasted
Something's wrong and I just gotta face it

I've got to change the way that I'm living
Give up the fags, fast food, and the women
Cut down on the dope and the drinking
I think I might even give up the thinking, cause

Well I don't need much
To make me feel good
No, I don't need anything but love

I could come up with some invention or theory
Be the star of some hip TV series
Make a million, be sure of my place in
Posterity and the heart of the nation

But when the reaper comes to collect you
Well hey man, where will it get you
Cause in the end I'm sure all you'll remember
Is who you loved, who'll never forget you

Well I don't need much
To make me feel good
No, I don't need anything but love
[whistling]

I've got to change the way that I'm living
Give up the fags, fast food, and the women
Cut down on the dope and the drinking
I think I might even give up the thinking, cause

Well I don't need much
To make me feel good
No, I don't need anything but love

Well I don't need much
To make me feel good
No, I don't need anything but love

Anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love

No, I don't need anything but love