Lyrics

Your hand on his arm Hay stack charm around your neck Strung out and thin Calling out some friend Trying to cash some check He's acting dumb That's what you've come to expect Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Needle in the hay He's wearing your clothes Head down to toes A reaction to you You say you know what he did But you idiot kid You don't have a clue Sometimes they just get caught in the eye You're pulling him through Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Now on the bus, nearly touching this dirty retreat Falling out, sixth and Powell or a dead sweat in my teeth Gonna walk, walk, walk Four more blocks plus the one in my brain Down downstairs to the man He's gonna make it all okay I can't be myself I can't be myself And I don't want to talk I'm taking the cure So I can be quiet whenever I want So leave me alone You oughta be proud that I'm getting good marks Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Needle in the hay Needle in the hay
Writer(s): Steven P. Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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