Needle and Thread

I packed up and spent a week traveling east on the Interstate

On a pittance for a fast food diet and some toothpaste

I can remedy along gettin' drunk, gettin' stoned

Then I'm back to my good old ways

Open arms at the bar for the prodigal son who often goes astray

For now the waking world can wait

To sing your blues away

And hope for better days

Pick an old song

Then we'll dance in the dark

It's that needle and thread

Stitch up my broken heart!

I cave in, I black out, I bottle up until I pick a fight

Then I raise a bloody fist in a salute to every passerby

For the law man's sake I might bend but I won't break

That part I leave for lovers in life

This is my right to keep quiet, I'll reserve it for some other time

For now the waking world can wait

To sing your blues away

And hope for better days

And pick an old song

Then we'll dance in the dark

It's that needle and thread

Stitch up my broken heart!

Cuff me up and take me in

So I can sleep an hour or two

Just me and the gross criminals

Singing loud with nothing to lose

Oh Lord, the music save their soul

When nothing's right

We'll rock and roll

For now the waking world can wait

To sing your blues away

Hope for better days

Pick an old song

Then we'll dance in the dark

It's that needle and thread...