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...