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| Subject: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:08 pm | |
| Lyrics to Steady, As She Goes : Find yourself a girl, and settle down Live a simple life, in a quiet town
Steady, as she goes Steady, as she goes So steady, that she goes
Your friends have shown a kink in the single life You've had to much to think, now you need a wife
Steady, as she goes So steady, that she goes Well here we go again You found yourself a friend That knows you well But no matter what you do You always feel as though you tripped and fell So steady, that she goes
When you have completed what you thought you had to do And your blood's depleted to the point of stable glue Then you'll get along Then you'll get along
Steady, as she goes So steady, that she goes Well here we go again You found yourself a friend That knows you well But no matter what you do You always feel as though you tripped and fell So steady, that she goes Steady, that she goes
Settle for a world, neither up or down Sell it to the crowd that has gathered around Settle for a girl, neither up or down Sell it to the crowd that has gathered around
So steady, that she goes Steady, that she goes Steady, that she goes So steady, that she goes Steady, that she goes Are you steady now? Steady, that she goes Are you steady now? Steady, that she goes Are you steady now? Steady, that she goes Are you steady now? Steady, that she goes | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:09 pm | |
| Lyrics to Hands : Girl, you've got those hands, that heal Help me get in touch with what I feel Cause you understand and you sympathize And you know me best, it's no surprise
When you're with me there's a light And I can see my way When you speak to me it's a song And I know what to say
Girl, you've got those eyes, that see Help me find the good that's inside me Cause you're the only one who really know How the feeling comes and why it goes
When you're with me there's a light And I can see my way When you speak to me it's a song And I know what to say
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohohoho Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohohoho Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohohoho Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohohoho
When you're with me there's a light And I can see my way When you speak to me it's a song And I know what to say When you listen there's a hope And I know I'm being heard When you smile at me And I know that we don't have to speak a word When you're with me there's a light And I can see my way When you speak to me it's a song And I know what to say | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:09 pm | |
| Lyrics to Broken Boy Soldier : I'm pulling down questions from the shelf I'm asking forgiveness I ain't asking nobody but myself And I want you to know this And I want you to know this
You rightfully threw a box of toys That were handed down to me Just take out the ones you brought and then Give the rest to my family
I'm gonna go back to school today But I'm dropping myself off I'm throwing the child seat away I'm through ripping myself off I'm done ripping myself off
I'm child and man and child again A toy broken boy soldier I'm child and man then child again The boy never gets older The boy never gets older The boy never gets older The boy never gets older The boy never gets older Never gets older The boy broken toy soldier The boy... The boy! | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:11 pm | |
| Lyrics to Intimate Secretary : I've got a rabbit, it likes to hop I've got a girl and she likes to shop The other foot looks like it won't drop I had an uncle and he got shot
Is this greeting the type that's meant for me? Are you part of this ???
This ringing in my ears won't stop I've got a red Japanese tea-pot I've got a pen but I lost the top I've got so many things you haven't got
This fellow's craft is just not for sharing He's not an intimate secretary!
I've got a rabbit it likes to hop I've got a girl and she likes to shop The other foot looks like it won't drop I had an uncle but he got shot
Then on rubble of ???? malarchy Down with luck we'll see Ecclesiarchy Our fellow's craft is just not for sharing He's not an intimate secretary!
The Ex-? Inspector Inquisitor The Demockery ??? streets master Are you part of this kakistocracy? Is this greeting the type that's meant for me? | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:12 pm | |
| Lyrics to Together : You and me forever We belong together And we'll always endeavor Through any type of weather
You want everything to be just like The stories that you read, but never write You've gotta learn to live and live and learn You've gotta learn to give and wait your turn Or you'll get burned
We wrote our names down on the sidewalk But the rain came and washed them off So we should write them again on wet cement So people a long time from now will know what we meant
You want every morning to be just like The stories that you read, but never write You've gotta learn to live and live and learn You've gotta learn to give and wait your turn I'm only concerned
I'm adding something new to the mixture So there's a different hue to your picture A different ending to this fairytale And no sunset into which we sail
You want everything to be just like The stories that you read, but you can't write You've gotta learn to live and live and learn You've gotta learn to give and wait your turn Or you'll get burned. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:13 pm | |
| Lyrics to Level : My baby's on the level I try to read her mind She's on the straight and narrow I'm guessing all the time
But I can't see the road If I'm looking at the signs I'm carrying a load And stepping out of line
My baby's on the level And I try to read her mind She's on the straight and narrow And I'm guessing all the time
Oh well how can I see the road If I'm looking at the signs I'm carrying a load And stepping out of line. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:13 pm | |
| Lyrics to Store Bought Bones : Get up on your hands and knees Underneath the poplar trees Digging through the sticks and stones Looking for store bought bones Waiting on the rising sun Clutching at your holstered gun Praying on a shooting star That I can be wherever you are
Looking through a telescope Maybe there's a sign of hope Leaving everything behind Stirring a store bought mind Sitting at the edge of the seat Wishing you were here by me Sifting through the mud and the bricks Looking for a store bought fix
You can't buy what you can't find What you can't buy, what you find What you can't buy, what you can You can't buy what you can't find, what you can You can't buy what you can't find, what you can Buy what you find, what you can't find, what you can You can't buy what you can't find, what you can You can't buy what you can't find, what you can. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:14 pm | |
| Lyrics to Yellow Sun : Yellow sun is shining in the afternoon I'd really like to tell you, but I feel it's too soon My actions are dictated by the phase of the moon The phase of the moon
The sun, it isn't hiding when it sets on you It's not a coward like me, and I know that it's true Waiting for the darkness now is all I can do It's all I can do
And if the sun should follow us into your room Well, the courage will be robbed from me to tell you the truth But selling some of the only thing that's shining on you That's shining on you
You're making me hungry But what's really funny, is it's not sunny anymore
And when I finally told you when the sun has gone You're laughing 'cause I thought I was the only one And the only thing that's left for me is the rising sun The rising sun
You're making me hungry You're making me hungry But what's really funny, is it's not sunny anymore
You're making me hungry You're making me hungry But what's really funny, is it's not sunny anymore
it's not sunny anymore it's not sunny anymore it's not sunny anymore It's not sunny anymore
It's not sunny anymore It's not sunny anymore It's not sunny anymore It's not sunny anymore
It's not sunny anymore It's not sunny anymore It's not sunny anymore. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:14 pm | |
| Lyrics to Call It A Day : Can we call it a day Now would that be okay Can we just go our own separate ways
Cause I'm cold and I'm wet And I'm willing to bet That you constructed this maze
I stumble around Trying to follow the sound Then something takes hold of my hand
If you've caused such a mess And I'd venture to guess That you concocted this plan
And I don't know what to do Cause it's always with you Who helped me to make up my mind
But I'll stake my life And I'll swear by this knife That it's all by your design
Enough has been said It goes around in my head Until I break down and cry
I wouldn't be surprised If that look in your eyes Was your way of saying goodbye
Can we call it a day Now would that be okay Can we just go our own separate ways Cause I'm cold and I'm wet And I'm willing to bet That you constructed this maze
My hand
You concocted this plan
I don't know what to do Cause it's always been you Who helped me to make up my mind
But I'll stake my life And I'll swear by this knife That it's all by your design Yeah, it's all by your design. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:15 pm | |
| Lyrics to Blue Veins : When I was surrounded by the world You were the only one who came And you were the only one astounded Which kept me grounded As the other girls thrashed my very name
Then I looked over Just in time to see her smiling back at me And saying everything's OK As long as you're inside my blue veins Your blue veins
Yeah and the feeling that you gave me No matter what I do or where I go It always will remain And those who would enslave me to get to me must get past you and will have no luck Cause you'll protect me from all pain
The most beautiful, yeah the most beautiful thing cause anything else can't compare Must be the blood that's running through your blue veins Your blue veins
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Your blue veins
And I know you won't deceive me Like the rest and there's nothing you need to explain You always were the first one to believe me When I said to you girl I think it's gonna rain But I could be wrong
Yeah but all of these things All these things They're all truly nice but ain't nothing Ain't nothing compared to the love that's running through your little blue veins
Your blue veins. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:15 pm | |
| Lyrics to Carolina Drama : I'm not sure if there's a point to this story But I'm going to tell it again So many other people try to tell the tale Not one of them knows the end
It was a junk-house in South Carolina Held a boy the age of ten Along with his older brother Billy And a mother and her boyfriend Who was a triple loser with some blue tattoos That were given to him when he was young And a drunk temper that was easy to lose And thank god he didn't own a gun
Well, Billy woke up in the back of his truck Took a minute to open his eyes He took a peep into the back of the house And found himself a big surprise He didn't see his brother but there was his mother With her red-headed head in her hands While the boyfriend had his gloves wrapped around an old priest Trying to choke the man
Ah Ah Ahhh...
Billy looked up from the window to the truck Threw up, and had to struggle to stand He saw that red-necked bastard with a hammer Turn the priest into a shell of a man The priest was putting up the fight of his life But he was old and he was bound to lose The boyfriend hit as hard as he could And knocked the priest right down to his shoes
Well, now Billy knew but never actually met The preacher lying there in the room He heard himself say, "That must be my daddy" Then he knew what he was gonna do Billy got up enough courage, took it up And grabbed the first blunt thing he could find It was a cold, glass bottle of milk That got delivered every morning at nine
Ah Ah Ahhh...
Billy broke in and saw the blood on the floor, and He turned around and put the lock on the door He looked dead into the boyfriend's eye His mother was a ghost, too upset to cry, then He took a step toward the man on the ground From his mouth trickled out a little audible sound He heard the boyfriend shout, "Get out!" And Billy said, "Not till I know what this is all about" "Well, this preacher here was attacking your mama" But Billy knew just who was starting the drama So Billy took dead aim at his face And smashed the bottle on the man who left his dad in disgrace, and The white milk dripped down with the blood, and the Boyfriend fell down dead for good Right next to the preacher who was gasping for air And Billy shouted, "Daddy, why'd you have to come back here?" His mama reached behind the sugar and honey, and Pulled out an envelope filled with money "Your daddy gave us this," she collapsed in tears "He's been paying all the bills for years" "Mama, let's put this body underneath the trees and put Daddy in the truck and head to Tennessee" Just then, his little brother came in Holding the milk man's hat and a bottle of gin singing,
La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la, la la la... La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la, la la la... La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah
Well now you heard another side to the story But you wanna know how it ends? If you must know, the truth about the tale Go and ask the milkman. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:16 pm | |
| Lyrics to Rich Kid Blues : Been having bad times And I've been paying dues Got shoes and money And good friends too
Always play to win But always seem to lose That's why I think I got A rich kid's blues
That's why I think I got a rich kid's blues
And I know what is going on And I know, but I'll wait til dawn And I know just exactly what is on your mind Jumping back, I know if I'm still gonna lose you
But I'm wondering why, girl Did I ask your name? And all the people standing by Oh, they're in my game
Love's just a story A story without words Words are almost never seen And never even heard
I know what is going on And I know that I'll wait til dawn And I know just exactly what is on your mind Jumping back, I know it's all a rut, you want me to prove it to you
Though my good times Are just paying dues I've got shoes and money And good friends too
Though I always play to win I always seem to lose That's why I think I got A rich kid's blues
That's why I think I got a rich kid's blues
I know what's going on I know what's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:18 pm | |
| Lyrics to Pull This Blanket Off : Pull this blanket off of me Maybe it will help me see The things I believed to be true I’m paying for what should be free But I don’t buy what their telling me And I want to believe in you
It’s hard sticking to your guns When everybody’s having fun Makes me want to run I don’t know what to do
Not everything is what it seems Maybe these boys don’t have dreams I can’t blame them some dreams are worth damn but truth. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:19 pm | |
| Lyrics to Attention : Hey! Now that you have my attention, What are you gonna do? You might have good intention But they're not coming through You're very pleased with yourself I see, It's like a walk in the park You weren't lying by anyone else, cause You can see in the dark
Got a lock, Got a key Got some kind of vice-like grip on me On a leash, by the reigns Got a look that puts me in chains
I tried a subtle suggestion A more direct approach A can't make your connection You're beyond reproach No need for petty excuses No need for dumbing around I don't know what the use is But what you knowing down, yeah
Got a lock, Got a key Got some kind of vice-like grip on me On a leash, by the reigns Got a look that puts me in chains
Do you like the reflection? Do you love the reflection? Do you like what you see? Do you love the reflection? Do you like what you see? Do you like what you see? Do you like the reflection? Do you love the reflection? Do you like what you see? Do you like the attention? Do you like the attention you get from me? Ohhh... Hey! Yeah! Hey! Oh!
Now that you have my attention...
Got some kind of vice-like grip on me
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey... (continues)
Got a lock, Got a key. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:19 pm | |
| Lyrics to Five On The Five : It's a decision that was made between you and me And the division that was lately this odyssey, believe me I'm bad enough and I guess we're doing fine But I'm scared of something more that is on the line
Well I got five on the five And I been taking time, doing it all along Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh
If we keep it alive I'll ignore all the signs and keep driving home Right back to you, yeah
Right back to you, yeah
Well, I love you well enough that I'll have you know The day I found you, girl, you laughed like a stereo Now tell me why you always wanna put on a show Cause you look nothing like the kids in the videos
Well I got five on the five And I been taking time, doing it all along Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh
If we keep it alive I'll ignore all the signs and keep driving home Ah yeah
Well I love you well enough that I'll have you know The day you found me, girl, my laugh made a stereo Now tell me why you always think I put on a show Cause I look nothing like the kids Yeah, I look nothing like the kids Yeah, I look nothing like the kids in the videos
Well I got five on the five And I been taking time, doing it all along Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh
If we keep it alive I'll ignore all the signs and keep driving home
Yeah, I got five on the five And I been taking time, doing it all along Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh
If we keep it alive I'll ignore all the signs and keep driving home Ah, yeah
Alright! | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:20 pm | |
| Lyrics to Many Shades Of Black : Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead And smash it on the floor Take whatever's left And take it with you out the door...
See if I cry, see if I shed a single sorry tear I can't say that it's been that great No, in fact it's been a wasted-free year
Everybody sees And everyone agrees That you and I are wrong And it's been that way too long
Take it as it comes and be thankful when it's done There's so many ways to act and there's many shades of black There's so many shades of black There's so many shades of black
Let it out (let it all out) let it all out Say what's on your mind You can kick and scream and shout and say things That are so unkind.
Yeah, See if I care And see if I stand firm or if I fall Cause in the back of my mind, and on the tip of my tongue is the answer to it all...
And everybody sees And everyone agrees That you and I are wrong And it's been that way too long
Take it as it comes and be thankful when it's done There's so many ways to act and there's many shades of black, There's so many shades of black, Yeah, there's many shades of black
Yeah... Everybody sees And everyone agrees That you and I are wrong And it's been that way too long
So take it as it comes and be thankful when it's done There's so many ways to act and you cannot take it back no you cannot take it back there's so many shades of black, There's so many shades of black, Yeah, there's many shades of black there's so many shades of black there's so many shades of black Yeah, there's many shades of black there's so many shades of black Yeah, there's many shades of black there's so many shades of black
Oh yeah. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:21 pm | |
| Lyrics to Top Yourself : How you gonna top yourself When there is nobody else How you gonna do it by yourself Cause I’m not gonna be here to help you Yeah
Alright How you gonna top yourself When there is nobody else How you gonna do it by yourself Cause I’m not gonna he here to help you
How you gonna do it alone When I don’t pick up my phone I’ll give a dog a bone But I’m not gonna stick around to help you
Hey Alright
Yeah How you gonna stop yourself When your man stops ringing your bell Your right between Heaven and Hell And your gonna need the good Lord to help you
How am I gonna make you see That this ain’t no way to be See you’ve been gettin’ it all for free Guess you better get yourself a sugar daddy to help you
Top yourself
Such a little girl like a spinning top mamma But you’re spinning out of control It takes sleeping like a snake like you To rip apart my soul Yeah, rip apart my soul Rip apart my soul
How you gonna rock yourself to sleep When I give up my midnight creep girl How you gonna get that deep When your daddy ain’t around here to do it to you
Yeah, how you gonna do it alone When I don’t pick up my phone I’ll give a dog a bone But I’m not gonna stick around to help you Yeah
Top yourself Top yourself Top yourself. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:21 pm | |
| Lyrics to Hold Up : Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up
Had enough of these, modern times About to drive me out of my mind And you know this, too well I’m hold up in my little cell Yeah
Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up
Whoa! Friends took me to a freak show But I think I’ve seen it all before Well, can I get a look at you girl Maybe take a peak in your world Yeah
Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up
Modern girl you’re so kind You’re gonna help me get through this time Well and you know me too well You didn’t break up on; you broke into my prison cell
Hold up Hold up I’m hold up Hold up Hold up Yeah. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:22 pm | |
| Lyrics to The Switch And The Spur : (one, two)
In the heat of the desert sun, on the blistering trail An appaloosa and, a wanted man sprung from jail
Slow in motion and shadow-less The switch and the spurs Every living thing, with a fatal sting Bark and rattle this curse
The rider hallucinates The snapping hooves on the sand Spits a venom dream, recalls a stranger scream And a broken hand...
The saddle spotted with sweat and blood The poison pumps through his veins There's no stopping this, and now he's powerless Still holding the reigns...
Any pour souls who trespass against us Whether it be beast or man Will suffer the bite or be stung dead on sight By those who inhabit this land
For there's is the power and this is the kingdom As sure as the sun does burn So enter this path, but heed these four words, You shall never return...
Any pour souls who trespass against us Whether it be beast or man Will suffer the bite or be stung dead on sight By those who inhabit this land
For there's is the power and this is the kingdom As sure as the sun does burn So enter this path, but heed these four words, You shall never return... | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:23 pm | |
| Lyrics to Old Enough : You look pretty in your fancy dress But I detect unhappiness You never speak so I have to guess You’re not free.
There, maybe when you’re old enough You’ll realize you’re not so tough And some days the seas get rough And you’ll see
You’re too young to have it figured out You think you know what you’re talking about You think it will all work itself out But we’ll see
When I was young I thought I knew You probably think you know too Do you? Well do you? I was naïve just like you I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to do Well, what’s you gonna do?
And how have you gotten by so far Without having a visible scar? No one knows who you really are They can’t see
What’s you gonna do (what’s you gonna do) What’s you gonna do now What’s you gonna do (what’s you gonna do) What’s you gonna do now What’s you gonna do (what’s you gonna do) What’s you gonna do now What’s you gonna do (what’s you gonna do) What’s you gonna do now What’s you gonna do now
The only way you’ll ever learn a thing Is to admit that you know absolutely nothing Oh nothing Think about this carefully You might not get another chance to speak freely Oh freely
Maybe when you’re old enough Maybe when you’re old enough Maybe when you’re old enough You’re not free You’re not free. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:24 pm | |
| Lyrics to You Don't Understand Me : You don't understand me But if the feeling was right You might comprehend me And why do you feel the need to tease me Why don't you turn it around It might be easier to please me
And there's always another point of view A better way to do the things we do And how can you know me And I know you. If nothing is true
Why do you think that you are doing But who is the fool, the fool or the fool that you are fooling. And maybe I just don't see the reason But in the corner of my heart your ignorance is treason.
And there's always another point of view A better way to do the things we do And how can you know me And I know you. If nothing is true
You think you know how I feel Its not that big of a deal There's no such thing its not real Oh-Oh
You don't understand me But if the feeling was right You might comprehend me And I don't claim to understand you But I've been looking around And I haven't found, anybody like you
And there's always another point of view A better way to do the things we do And how can you know me And I know you If nothing is true. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:25 pm | |
| Lyrics to Salute Your Solution : I seem to think I think I got a little situation So listen to me sister listen maybe you can help I think I gave a lot of problems my consideration But not for me they always seem to be for someone else
Why all the people always seem to just be on vacation What do I get from never touching anything at all I'm like a trash can holding all the information And every single time I'm in the field to be taught
Salute your solution, now, salute your solution
I find myself just looking worthy of my best intentions Ignoring any kinda pause I might receive at all All others seem to find a road that's tough to satisfaction I find a ridicule that isn't cool for me at all
And if there's one little answer to this complication Someone somewhere some help me settle what is on my mind There's only one I'm only taking getting and receiving There's only one I'm taking And only one I'm taking
And only one I'm taking And only one I'm taking And only one I'm taking And only one
And I got what I got all despite you And I get what I get just to spite you
And I got what I got all despite you And I get what I get just to spite you
And I got what I got all despite you And I get what I get just to spite you
I find myself just looking worthy of my best intentions Ignoring any kinda pause I might receive at all And all the others seem to find myself a satisfaction I find a ridicule that isn't cool for me at all
But if there's one little answer to this complication Someone somewhere some help me settle what is on my mind There's only one I'm only taking getting and receiving There's only one I'm taking And only one I'm taking
And only one I'm taking And only one I'm taking And only one I'm taking And only one. | |
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| Subject: Re: The Raconteurs Fri Dec 18, 2009 12:26 pm | |
| Lyrics to Consoler Of The Lonely : (Daddy, will you tell me the story about the chicken? hahahahaha...)
(ahahahaha... ahahaha Let's double track that...)
Haven't seen the sun in weeks My skin is getting pale Haven't got a mind left to speak And I'm skinny as a rail
Lightbulbs are getting dim My interests are starting to wane I'm told it's everything a man could want And I shouldn't complain
Conversations getting dull There's a constant buzzing in my ears Sense of humor's void and numb And I'm bored to tears
I'm bored to tears, yeah... I'm bored to tears, yeah...
If you're looking for an accomplice A confederate, somebody's who's helpless You're gonna find, you'll find yourself alone
If you're looking for cut-throat Singing above note, looking for a scapegoat You're gonna find, you'll find yourself alone
Looking for sympathy I can get you something Something good, something good to eat
Haven't had a decent meal My brain is fried Haven't slept a week for real My tongue is tied
Lightbulbs are getting dim My interests are starting to wane I'm told it's everything a man could want And I shouldn't complain
Conversations getting dull There's a constant ringing in my ears Sense of humor's void and numb And I'm bored to tears
I'm bored to tears, yeah... I'm bored to tears, yeah...
Ah Ah Ah Ah Ahhh....
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