Quiet life, lights go out on the north shore But he dreams of going south Once again he feels the sand in his pockets He may need a little help I ain't got nothing to lose Hooooo He might need a little help They're wrong to leave you high Like dust on a shelf They call you in, the crowds move in to the market On any given sunday Send you home just out of reach in the distance Oh I'm gonna need some help But I ain't got nothing to lose Hooooo He might need a little help They're wrong to leave you high Like dust on a shelf He might need a little help Like dust on a shelf They're wrong to leave you high Like dust on a shelf All my love, that part of me Thinking 'bout you, I'm thinking 'bout nothing Candle loop won't let me settle down No regrets sings Emily These happy pills and remedies Honestly, Hooooo, Hooooo, Hooooo He might need your help Like dust on a shelf They're wrong to leave you high Like dust on a shelf He might need a little help Like dust on a shelf They're wrong to leave you high Like dust on a shelf