Songtext von Gossamer Thread

Talking with the old folks by the wall Dreaming about new orleans in the fall And grateful for the time that god allows And doing my 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 You're 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! I hope that I'm wrong 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!