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