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| Subject: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:44 pm | |
| "Jimmy The Exploder"
Now Jimmy Well, do you want an explosion now?
Yeah Jimmy Do you want to explode now?
Yeah monkey Now you seeing red now Yeah monkey Jumping on the bed now
Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
Green apples On the tree and growing now Green apples Are gonna be exploding now
Yeah monkey Are you seeing red now? Yeah monkey Jumping on the bed now
Woo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:44 pm | |
| "Stop Breaking Down"
Everytime I'm walkin', down the streets, some pretty mama she starts breakin' down Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind.
Now, you Saturday night women's, you love to ape and clown, you won't do nothin' but tear good man (i.e Jack White) reputation down Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind
Now, I give my baby, now, the ninety-nine degree, she jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down Stuff I got'll bust your brains out, if you think you lose your mind
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:44 pm | |
| "The Big Three Killed My Baby"
The big three killed my baby no money in my hand again the big three killed my baby nobody's coming home again
Their ideas made me want to spit a hundred dollars goes down the pit 30,000 wheels are rollin' and my stick shift hands are swollen everything involved is shady the big three killed my baby
The big three killed my baby no money in my hand again the big three killed my baby nobody's coming home again
Why dont you take the day off and try to repair a billion others dont seem to care better ideas are stuck in the mud the motors runnin' on tuckers blood dont let them tell you the future's electric cause gasolines not measured in metric 30,000 wheels are spinnin' and oil company faces are grinnin' now my hands are turnin' red and i found out my baby is dead
The big three killed my baby no money in my hand again the big three killed my baby nobody's coming home again
Well i've said it now, nothings changed people are burnin for pocket change and creative minds are lazy and the big three killed my baby
And my baby's my common sense so dont feed me planned obsolescence yeah my baby's my common sense so dont feed my planned obsolescence im about to have another blowout im about to have another blowout
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Posts : 107748 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : Home... but home is nowhere
| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:44 pm | |
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"Suzy Lee"
There's a story I would like to tell My problem is It's one you know too well It's one you know too well
Me Suzy Lee The one i'm speaking of The question is Is she the one i love ? Is she the one i love ?
(all right) Is she the one i love ?
She'll send me flowers With her tears bored inside And you know what i'd do I would run and hide I would run and hide
And the paper On it was my name With the question Do you feel the same ? Do you feel the same ?
To end this tale The one i'm speaking of I wish i have an answer (but i don't know) Is this really love ? Is this really love ?
Is this really love ?
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Posts : 107748 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : Home... but home is nowhere
| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:44 pm | |
| "Sugar Never Tasted So Good"
Sugar never tasted so good Sugar never tasted so good Sugar never tasted good to me Yeah
Until her eyes crossed over Until her mind crossed over Until her soul fell next to me
Now If the wrinkle that is in your brain Has given you quite a steam Your fingers have become a crane Pulling on these puppet strings
Yeah
What a feeling that's begun What a feeling that's begun
What a feeling that's begun What a feeling that's begun
I felt just like a baby Until I held a baby What a mood this boy can be
Yeah
And her thougths like a daisy How my mind gets lazy I must've been crazy not to see
Alright
If the wrinkle that is in your brain Has given you quite a steam Your fingers have become a crane Your fingers have become a crane Your fingers have become a crane Pulling on these puppet strings
Water never tasted so good Water never tasted so good Water never tasted good to me
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:45 pm | |
| "Wasting My Time"
And if i'm wasting my time then nothing could be better than hanging on the line and waiting for an honest word forever
And if you're saying goodbye please don't you think me bitter for recalling every rhyme from the book the page the line the word the letter
Well the windows turning blue and the waters ever flowing and i hope i'm not a fool for laughing at myself as you are going
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:45 pm | |
| "When I Hear My Name"
when i hear my name i want to disappear when i hear my name i want to disappear oh oh oh oh when i see my face i want to disappear when i see my face i want to disappear oh oh oh oh
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:45 pm | |
| "Do"
well somebody walked up to me but i didn't know what to do and then somebody said hello to me but i didn't know what to do because i think that my words could get twisted so i bend my back over take a gulp be funny cause i know there's nothing i can do
then my mother tried to pick me up when i was sittin' down on the ground something forced my little eyes come open but i couldn't make out the sound it doesn't matter cause my eyes are lying and they don't have emotion don't wanna be social, can't take it when they hate me but i know there's nothing i can do
when my thoughts start to feel like mine they're taken from me it seems to happen all the time (every time) and the feelings that are fine for you there's somebody there who doesn't think they are true so think of something new there's nothing left to do
and then my idols walk next to me i look up at them they fade away it's a destruction of a mystery the more i listen to what they say so does that mean that there's no more doin' and there's no more thinkin' and there's no more feeling cause there's no right opinion so can you tell me what i'm supposed to do
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:45 pm | |
| "Screwdriver"
Tuesday morning now I gotta have somewhere to go I call up tommy now I call him on the telephone Won't you wake up and come with me now I'm going to the pawn and loan Walking down thirty three Walking on thirty o
Well what am i supposed to think I drop a nickel in the sink I love people like a brother now But i'm not gonna be their mother now What if someone walked up to me And like an apple cut right through me I'm not gonna stand there grinnin 'Cause I'm not the one who's sinnin
Screwdriver Now that you have heard my story now I've got a little ending to it now Whenever you go out alone Take a little dog a bone Think about your little sister Then you got to drive it home With a screwdriver
I got a little feeling goin' now I got a little feeling goin' now
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:45 pm | |
| "One More Cup Of Coffee"
Your breath is sweet Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky. Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie. But I don't sense affection No gratitude or love Your loyalty is not to me But to the stars above.
One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlaw And a wanderer by trade He'll teach you how to pick and choose And how to throw the blade He oversees his kingdom So no stranger does intrude His voice it trembles as he calls out For another plate of food
One more cup of coffee for the road, One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below
Your sister sees the future Like your mama and yourself You've never learned to read or write There's no books upon your shelf. And your pleasure knows no limits Your voice is like a meadowlark But your heart is like an ocean Mysterious and dark
One more cup of coffee for the road, One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:45 pm | |
| "St. James Infirmary Blues"
Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary, See my baby there; She's stretched out on a long, white table, She's so sweet, so cold, so fair.
Let her go, let her go, God bless her, Wherever she may be, She will search this wide world over, But she'll never find another sweet man like me.
Now, when I die, bury me in my straight-leg britches, Put on a box-back coat and a stetson hat, Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain, So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat.
Folks, now that you have heard my story, Say, boy, hand me another shot of that booze; If anyone should ask you, Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues. | |
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:46 pm | |
| "I Fought Piranhas"
Well i hold the rope and i hold the sail and i kept my papers to keep from land in jail and i fought piranhas and i fought the cold there was noone with me i was all alone
Well it's easter morning now and there's noone around so i unroll the cement and walk into the town there was noone with me and i was all alone and i fought piranhas and i fought the cold
Well you know what it's like i don't got to tell you who puts up a fight walking out of hell now when you fought piranhas and you fought the cold there's nobody with you and you're all alone
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:46 pm | |
| "You're Pretty Good Looking"
Oh yeah you're pretty good looking for a girl but your back is so broken and this feeling's still gonna linger on until the year 2525 now
yeah you're pretty good looking for a girl your eyes are wide open and your thoughts have been stolen by the boys who took you out and bought you everything you want now
yeah you're pretty good looking oh yeah you're pretty good looking yes you're pretty good looking oh yeah for a girl
lots of people in this world but I want to be your boy to me that thought is sounding so absurd and I don't wanna be your toy cause you're pretty good looking for a girl my future's wide open but this feeling's still gonna linger on until I know everything I need to know now
yeah you're pretty good looking oh yeah you're pretty good looking yes you're pretty good looking oh yeah for a girl
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:46 pm | |
| "Hello Operator"
Hello operator can you give me number nine? can i see you later? will you give me back my dime? turn the oscillator twist it with a dollar bill mail man bring the paper leave it on my window sill
find a canary a bird to bring my message home carry my obituary my coffin doesn't have a phone how you gonna get the money? send papers to an empty home? how you gonna get the money? nobody to answer the phone
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:46 pm | |
| "Little Bird"
I got a little bird i'm gonna take her home put her in a cage and disconnect the phone
if you give me a look i'm gonna get the book i'm gonna preach the word i wanna preach to birds as i walk the floor yeah this i know
when i get you home this is how it goes i got nothing to lose i'll never let you go
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:46 pm | |
| "Apple Blossom"
hey little apple blossom what seems to be the problem all the ones you tell your troubles to they don't really care for you
come and tell me what you're thinking cause just when the boat is sinking a little light is blinking and i will come and rescue you
lots of girls walk around in tears but that's not for you you've been looking all around for years for someone to tell your troubles to
come and sit with me and talk awhile let me see your pretty little smile put your troubles in a little pile and i will sort them out for you i'll fall in love with you i think i'll marry you
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:46 pm | |
| "I'm Bound To Pack It Up"
I've thought about it for a while and I've thought about the many miles but I think it's time that I've gone away the feelings that you have for me have gone away it's plain to see and it looks to me that your pulling away
I'm gonna pick it up I'm gonna pick it up today I'm bound pack it up I'm bound pack it up and go away
I've found it hard to say to you that this is what I have to do but there is no way that I'm gonna stay there are so many things you need to know and I wanna tell you before I go but it's hard to think of just what to say
I'm gonna pick it up I'm gonna pick it up today I'm bound pack it up I'm bound pack it up and go away
I'm sorry to leave you all alone you're sitting silent by the phone but we'd always known there would come a day the bus is warm and softly lit and a hundred people ride in it I guess I'm just another runaway
I'm gonna pick it up I'm gonna pick it up today I'm bound pack it up I'm bound pack it up and go away
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:47 pm | |
| "Death Letter"
I got a letter this morning how do you reckon it read? hurry the gal you love is dead
I got a letter this morning I'm wondering how you reckon it read he said, hurry, hurry on account that gal you love is dead
I grabbed up my suitcase, I took off down the road When I got there she was, laying on the cooling board Packed up my suitcase and I took off down the road When I got there she was laying on the cooling board
It looked like ten thousand people standing around the burying ground I didn't know I loved her, 'til they began to let her down looked like ten thousand, people standing around the burying ground I didn't know I loved her, 'til they began to let her down
You know it's so hard to love someone that don't love you Don't look like satisfaction, don't care what you do so hard to love someone that don't love you Don't look like satisfaction, and don't care what you do
Well I got up this morning the break of day Just hugging the pillow, she used to lay Got up this morning would you believe the break of day Just hugging the pillow, where my baby used to lay
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:47 pm | |
| "Sister, Do You Know My Name?"
Well we're back in school again and I don't really know anyone I really want to be your friend cause I don't really know anyone
And the bus is pulling up to your house I wish you could be sitting here next to me i didn't see you at summer school but I saw you at the corner store and I don't want to break the rules cause I've broken them all before But every time I see you I wonder why I don't break a couple rules so that you'll notice me
Sister do you know my name? I've heard it before but I want you to know
I got a funny feeling that it's gonna work out cause now I see you sitting here next to me
Well we're back in school again and I don't really know anyone I really want to be your friend cause I don't really know anyone
And the bus is pulling up to your house I wish you could be sitting here next to me
i didn't see you at summer school but I saw you at the corner store and I don't want to break the rules cause I've broken them all before
But every time I see you I wonder why I don't break a couple rules so that you'll notice me
Sister do you know my name? I've heard it before but I want you to know
I got a funny feeling that it's gonna work out cause now I see you sitting here next to me
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:47 pm | |
| "Truth Doesn't Make A Noise"
My baby's got a heart of stone can't you people just leave her alone she never did nothing to hurt you so just leave her alone
The motion of her tiny hands and the quiver of her bones below are the signs of a girl alone and tell you everything you need to know
I can't explain it I feel it often everytime I see her face but the way you treat her fills me with rage and I want to tear apart the place
You try to tell her what to do and all she does is stare at you her stare is louder than your voice because truth doesn't make a noise
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:57 pm | |
| "A Boy's Best Friend"
I just don't feel it in this place Their thoughts cast me out of here Their home has run out of space My mind's already out of here
Won't you come along, dear? Won't you come along?
Words that are spoke alone Phrases you will never hear
Empty rooms and a telephone That I will never use Never fear
I am all alone, dear I am all alone
My dogs come sit next to me A pack of dogs and cigarettes My only friends speak no words to me But they look at me and they don't forget That a boy's best friend Is his mother or whatever has become his pet
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:57 pm | |
| "Let's Build A Home"
some bricks now baby let's build a home some bricks now baby let's build a home
c'mon alright c'mon
i'm getting lazy throw me a bone i'm getting lazy throw me a bone
c'mon alright c'mon
aw some bricks now baby let's build a home some bricks now baby let's build a home
c'mon alright c'mon
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:57 pm | |
| "Jumble, Jumble"
Jumble jumble all at my house come on over sleep on the couch can't even see ya look like a mouse
Crumble crumble the bag is brown rip up the paper to hear a sound pick up the pieces up off the ground
tumble tumble on to the floor roll over until your poor wave to me I'm at the door
Why can't you be nicer to me? somebody's screaming looking at the ceiling everything's so funny i don't have any money people don't even know me but they know how to show me
why can't you be nicer to me?
my pride is dying i think i'm all done lying nobody's sharing so i stop caring all alone and walking nobody's talking
why can't you be nicer to me?
well the wind is blowing where am i going off a bridge and falling nobody's calling on the ground and laying nobody's praying
why can't you be nicer to me?
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:57 pm | |
| "Why Can't You Be Nicer To Me?"
Somebody's screaming looking at the ceilling everything's so funny I don't have the money people don't even know me but they know how to show me
Why can't you be nicer to me?
My pride is dying I think I'm all done lying nobody's sharing so I stop caring all alone and walking nobody's talking
Why can't you be nicer to me?
Well the wind is blowing where am I going off a bridge and falling nobody's calling on the ground and laying nobody's praying
Why can't you be nicer to me?
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| Subject: Re: The White Stripes Mon Aug 02, 2010 9:58 pm | |
| 01. Dead Leaves And The Dirty Ground
Dead leaves and the dirty ground when I know you're not around shiny tops and soda pops when I hear your lips make a sound when I hear your lips make a sound
Thirty notes in the mailbox will tell you that I'm coming home and I think I'm gonna stick around for a while so you're not alone for a while so you're not alone
If you can hear a piano fall you can hear me coming down the hall if I could just hear your pretty voice I don't think I need to see at all I don't think I need to see at all
Soft hair and a velvet tongue I want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny little gift to me
I didn't feel so bad till the sun went down then I come home no one to wrap my arms around
Well any man with a microphone can tell you what he loves the most and you know why you love at all if you're thinking of the holy ghost if you're thinking of the holy ghost | |
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