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The White Stripes - Catch Hell Blues

(If you go looking for hot water
Don’t act shocked when you get
Burned a little bit)

If you really want some hot water
I can help you find it

Oh
Oh
Ah yeah

Well if they catch me around
You’re playing rock the boat
I’m gonna catch hell

And if you’re throwing your voice
In bed singing a note
I’m gonna catch hell
I know it

Yes, alright
Try and catch me

Oh yeah

Tricky, tricky
Yeah

Oh
Oh

If you’re getting tricky
Lying to yourself
You’re gonna catch hell

And if you’re testing God
Lying to his face
You’re gonna catch hell
C’mon

Hey
That’s it
They’re gonna catch you
Ha, they’re gonna catch you

(Easy)

You got a reaction
You got a reaction didn’t you?
You took a white orchid 
You took a white orchid turned it blue 

Something better than nothing 
Something better than nothing, it’s giving up 
You need to do something 
Try keep the truth from showing up 

How dare you 
How old are you now, anyway? 
How dare you 
How old are you now, anyway? 

How dare you 
How old are you now, anyway? 


You’re given a flower 
But I guess that there’s just no pleasing you 
Your lips tastes sour 
But you think that it’s just me teasing you 

You got a reaction 
You got a reaction, didn’t you?
You took a white orchid 
You took a white orchid turned it blue 

Get behind me 
Get behind me now, anyway 
Get behind me 
Get behind me now, anyway 

Get behind me 
Get behind me now, anyway 

You got a reaction 
You got a reaction, didn’t you?
You took a white orchid 
You took a white orchid turned it blue

Nope, he does not sing “You got an erection didn’t you?”!

The White Stripes - Seven Nation Army - Elephant 2003

I’m gonna fight ‘em all
A nation army couldn’t hold me back
They’re gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back

And I’m talking to myself at night
Because I can’t forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette
And the message coming from my eyes
Says leave it alone

Don’t want to hear about it
Every single one’s got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell

And if I catch it coming back my way
I’m gonna serve it to you
And that aint what you want to hear
But thats what I’ll do
And the feeling coming from my bones
Says find a home

I’m going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I’m gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding
Right before the lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
And I will sing no more
And the stains coming from my blood
Tell me go back home