E E A E I packed up and spent a week traveling east on the InterstateA E A E On a pittance for a fast food diet and some toothpasteC#m B I can remedy along gettin' drunk, gettin' stonedA F# Then I'm back to my good old waysA B E A E Open arms at the bar for the prodigal son who often goes astrayA E B For now the waking world can waitA E B To sing your blues awayA E B And hope for better daysF# Pick an old song Then we'll dance in the darkF It's that needle and threadB Stitch up my broken heart!E A EE E A E I cave in, I black out, I bottle up until I pick a fightA E A E Then I raise a bloody fist in a salute to every passerbyC#m B For the law man's sake I might bend but I won't breakA F# That part I leave for lovers in lifeA B E A E This is my right to keep quiet, I'll reserve it for some other timeA E B For now the waking world can waitA E B To sing your blues awayA E B And hope for better daysF# And pick an old song Then we'll dance in the darkF It's that needle and threadB E Stitch up my broken heart!B Cuff me up and take me inC E So I can sleep an hour or twoF# Just me and the gross criminalsF Singing loud with nothing to loseB Oh Lord, the music save their soul When nothing's right We'll rock and rollA E B For now the waking world can waitA E B To sing your blues awayA E B Hope for better daysF# Pick an old song Then we'll dance in the darkF It's that needle and thread...A E B For now the waking world can waitA E B To sing your blues awayA E B Hope for better daysF# Pick an old song Then we'll dance in the darkF It's that needle and threadB E A E Stitch up my broken heart!E A E
Needle And Thread
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