I've had these jeans since I was born

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

And 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 will not give in

And I can't put the needle in

Can't put the needle in

Can't put the needle in

No I can't put the needle in

Can't put the needle in

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 where 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

Can't put the needle in

Can't put the needle in

No I can't put the needle in

Can't put the needle in

Can't put the needle in...