歌曲 | Needle And Thread (Acoustic) - unplug |
歌手 | Matt Duke |
专辑 | Needle And Thread |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Matt Duke | |
作词 : Matt Duke | |
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. | |
Stitch up my broken heart! | |
Stitch up my broken heart! |
zuo qu : Matt Duke | |
zuo ci : Matt Duke | |
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. | |
Stitch up my broken heart! | |
Stitch up my broken heart! |
zuò qǔ : Matt Duke | |
zuò cí : Matt Duke | |
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. | |
Stitch up my broken heart! | |
Stitch up my broken heart! |