Needle In The Hay - Elliott Smith

Your hand on his arm

Haystack charm around your neck

Strung out and thin

Calling 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 in the bus nearly touching this dirty retreat

Falling out, 6th and Powell, a dead sweat in my teeth

Going to walk, walk, walk four more blocks

Plus the one in my brain, down downstairs to the man

He’s going to make it all okay

I can’t beat myself, I can’t beat 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 ought to 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