Spilt Needles Lyrics

This version one is played with a capo, taken from the way this girl plays it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch'v=Tenls7OJg9M
By the way: The name of this song is Spilt Needles, but it also known as "Split Needles".
Intro chords (x2):
I've done myself an impossible crime
Had to paint myself a hole and fall inside
If it's far enough in sight and rhyme
I get to wear another dress and count in time
Oh, won't you do me the favor, man,
Of a giving mind,
A polymorphing opinion here,
And your vague outline,
I'll find myself another burning gate
A pretty face, a vague idea I can't relate
And this is get what you get for pulling pins
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Out of the hole inside the hole you're in
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars
Of a blind man's bike
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind
On the rolling mind
La la la la laa
They want you to decide,
Eventually, it happens,
Some gather on one side,
With all their pearly snapping,
They close the basement door,
It sets our teeth to chatter,
You never saw it before,
But now that hardly matters,
You're old enough, boy,
Too many summers you've enjoyed,
So spin the wheel, We'll set you up with some odd convictions,
Because you're finally golden, boy,
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars
Of a blind man's bike
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind
On the rolling mind