Gossamer Thread

Talking with the old folks by the wall And dreaming 'bout New Orleans in the fall And grateful for the time that God allows And doing your best to keep it hid Hanging by a gossamer thread

Roll on up, it's feeding time again A kiss to suck the lightning from the pain I'm hatching us a plan for busting out And free of what that bastard did Hanging by a gossamer thread

All lit up like the National Grid And hanging by a gossamer thread Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Choking on your daily bread Hanging by a gossamer thread

Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool, away

Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool, away

Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool, away

Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool Dog in the doorway Dyed in the wool, away

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah

I hope that I'm wrong I hope that I'm wrong I hope that I'm wrong Yeah

I hope that I'm wrong Hope that I'm wrong I hope that I'm wrong Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah