They came off and through the town
To get back up off the ground
Got a big brick wall runnin through his head
And a river of sand runnin through his bed
You can't run and you can't hide
When habit turns to necessity
Been kickin around for the last few years
And he kicks it off for the very last time
Got a needle in his arm for the very last time
As he sticks it in again for the very last time
Heroin, heroin, heroin
You can't run and you can't hide
When habit turns to necessity
