I've had these jeans since I was born

And now they're ripped and now they're torn

All my friends have skateboards



I want the toys of other boys

I want a knife and a gun and things

But Mum and Dad wil not give in



And I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in

No I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in



And now I know just what it is

It's got disease and it's got my head

It always runs when I hide



Too scared to talk, too scared to try

Too scared to know the reasons why

And all my friends say "Bye bye"



And I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in

No I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in



No I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in

No I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in

I can't put the needle in