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...