This is a song about "Hay bales"

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

Either way, at the end of the day, i drown you in hay,

Until i started to lose my way

We are all just needles in the hay.

Sitting in the hay while i'm watching all the stars

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

When i say "hay" i expect you to wave,

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days