My Arm and a Needle

[Verse 1]

I was spinnin' with my arm and a needle

It was the end of the night and

I was feeling no pain

All I wanted was a 45 lullabye

To send the bullet 7" through my brain

[Verse 2]

I need my music and my women black and shiny

And when I get a cut it better be deep

I need to hear my single tails and my singles

I don't wanna hear guitars that gently weep

[Chorus]

I'm addicted to my arm and a needle

I'm codependent to the skips and cracks

But the 33's never really did it for me

I don't like so many marks in my tracks

[Verse 3]

Put on a 45 and gimme a Col 45

That's what I call a good afternoon

With my girl at my side, I flip on the B-side

(Then I heard) And hear the vinyl warp outta tune

[Verse 4]

Because I left my N thru T's by the heater...vent

Cuz no one ever turned on the hear

And it melted my Necros and my Mecht Mensch

And my Meatmen Crippled Children ep

[Verse 5]

I was sitting with my arm and a needle

And loaded up some Sonny and Cher

I learned how easy it was to write a pop song

Then I remembered that I don't really care

[Verse 6]

I was spinnin with my two inch and a razor

I was makin' some cuts to help my sequence

But like my typical sex or wasted ampex

I find myself cut up on the floor

[Chorus]

I'm addicted to my arm and a needle

I'm codependent with the skips and cracks

But the 33's never really did it for me

The 33's never really did it for me

The 33's never really did it for me

I don't like so many marks in my tracks

[Chorus]

I'm addicted to my arm and a needle

I'm codependent with the skips and cracks

But the 33's never really did it for me

I don't like so many marks in my tracks