Under the Needle

When you were my age

You spun Court and Spark so many times

You wore the vinyl to the bone

Born into silence

You were the troubled child

In your home

You'd found a singer who'd known

Joy undercover

Critical mother

Father you leave alone

Fear o' your parents

Listening on the other

Line of the phone

Under the needle

Under the knife

You are what happens when you

Spin a song too many times

When she was my age

She saw you writing num-

Bers on the wall

She waited for you in the hall

Long hair like Joni

You bought her groceries

And drove her home

Now you wear each other to the bone

Nothing could phase her

You were her savior

Father left her alone

Resigned and resolved

The problem to solve

You blink and she's in your home

Under the needle

Under the knife

She is what happens when you

Believe a song too many times

Ooo-ooh

Now I am your age

I am that troubled child

In your home

And I am the singer who would know

After a glass

You beg me to ask

You fatherly questions

So, I throw you a bone

Li-i-ivid and lonely

"Please will you show me

Why you can only

Love what you can control?"

Ahh-a scratch in your throat

A strip in your sound

You're panicking now

And looping around

Don't wanna hear

You story again

I wanna know why

You won't hold my hand

Why are you cryin'?

There's something tryin'

To say but you

Reach around me to play

Court and spark (ah- gain)

Under the needle

Under the knife

I am what happens when you

Played this song too many times