Purser - Under The Needle

When you were my age
You spun chordant sparks so many times
It 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 under cover
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

Whеn she was my age
She saw you writing num-
Bеrs on the wall
She waited for you in the hall

Long hair like Jonnie
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
Chordant spark, of me

Under the needle
Under the knife
I am what happens when you
Played this song too many times