Mitch the Needle

The search is on
Yes, it's on
For the one everybody's calling
Mitch the Needle

He is the cure
That's for sure
Oh so pure
He'll make you think you're strong
When you're feeble

He is the answer
Yes, the answer to our sickness
He'll help you see
What is real

You'll feel good
Like you should
Thought you would
But don't get to the point
Where your skin starts to peel

A master genius
Here to please us
Not to tease us
To give us all the answers
We've been missing

A type of god
Not the God
But a god
To make us think we've got
Everything we've been wishing

He's all we need
Yes indeed
Watch and see
As we cringe and cry
For the silver solution

He packs a punch
Not a lunch
But a touch
That will make you want to help
Start a revolution

Floating freely
As your mind is released
Just lie back
And enjoy the peace

Keep on looking for Mitch the Needle
The magic gift of our time
Helping you cope with endless problems
Mitch is here to ease your mind

Riddles ripping, running, jumping
Flipping, falling, crawling, gnawing
Don't worry about your teeth

Up and down and round and round
Colors hitting like a clown
Don't try to stand on your feet

The search is on
Something's wrong
Why aren't we able to find the one they call
Mitch the Needle

Is it true?
They said it's true
It's got to be true
It's on the internet
Where everything is legal

He'll hit the heart
What a start
Like a mini mart
He's so convenient
He'll be on every corner

So once he's found
All goes down
And we shout
Mitch the Needle doesn't need any mourners

Floating freely
As your mind is released
Just lie back
And enjoy the peace

Keep on looking for Mitch the Needle
The magic gift of our time
Helping you cope with endless problems
Mitch is here to ease your mind

Keep on looking for Mitch the Needle
The magic gift of our time
Helping you cope with endless problems
Mitch is here to ease your mind
Mitch is here to ease your mind
Mitch is here to ease your mind



Credits
Writer(s): Quinten Louis Adams
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