300 M.P.H. Torrential Outpour Blues The White Stripes
300 M.P.H Torrential Outpour Blues - The White Stripes
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[E]I'm bringing back g[D]hosts
That are no longer t[E]here[D] [E] [D]
I'm gettin' [E]hard on myself[D]
Sittin' in my easy ch[E]air[D] [E] [D]
Well, there's three peop[A]le in the mirror
And I'm wo[G]nderin' which one of them[D] I should choose[E] [D] [E] [D]
Well, I can't [Bm]keep from laughin'
Spittin' out these 30[A]0 mile per h[G]our outpour blues[E] [D] [E] [D]
I'm breakin' my teeth off
Tryin' to bite my lip
There's all kinds of red-headed women
That I ain't supposed to kiss
And it's that color that never fails
To turn me blue
So I just swallow it and hold on to it
And use it to scare the hell out of you
I have a woman
'Says come and watch me bleed
And I'm wonderin' just how I can do that
And still give her everything that she needs
Well, there's three people in my head that have the answer
And one of them's got to be you
But you're holding tight to it -- the answer
Singin' these three hundred mile per hour outpour blues
Put on gloves, a tied scarf and wrap up warm
On this winter night
Everytime you get defensive
You're just looking for a fight
It's safe to sing somebody out there's got a problem
With almost anything you'll do
Well, next time they stab you don't fight back just play the victim
Instead of playin' the fool
And the roads are covered with a million
Little molecules
Of cigarette ashes and the school floors are covered
With pieces of pencil eraser too
Well sooner or later the ground's gonna be holdin' all
Of my ashes too
But I can't help but wonder if after I'm gone will I still have these three hundred mile per
hour, finger breaking, no answers makin', battered dirty hands, bee stung and busted up, empty
cup torrential outpour blues
One thing's for sure: in that graveyard
I'm gonna have the shiniest pair of shoes
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