Jack White - Ice Station Zebra (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Jack White - Ice Station Zebra (en) Lyrics
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Hear me out, it ain't easy
but I'll try to explain
Everything in the world
gets labeled a name
A box, a rough definition,
unaffordable
Who picked the label doesn't
want to be responsible
Truth, you're the one who needs
the keys to the prison
You create your own box, you
don't have to listen
To any of the label makers,
printing your obituary
Here's an example
If Joe Blow says "Yo, you
think like Avagio"
You'll respond "No, that's
an insult, Joe"
"I live in a vacuum, I
ain't copy no one."
Listen up, son
Everyone creating is a
member of the family
Passing down genes and
ideas in harmony
The players and the cynics will
be thinking it's hard
But if you rewind the tape,
we're all copying god
Copying god
Copying god, copying god
Add your own piece, but
the puzzle is god's
Paying interest on the bills, I'm late
But I just can't seem to
remember the dates
I lay low and turn off the lamps
Come on over, you can
lick the stamps and
We could put together a portfolio and
Sing hallelujah in stereo
If we find a baby, let her
into the hall, but
Keep the car running on motor to go
We got fever and there
ain't no cure, girl
Take out insurance if you
ain't too sure, girl
We do things that lovers do, well
Never have to ever hear the
rings of school bells
Plaid jeans, no cellular phone
All the time in the world,
no twilight zone
My time is mine and they
know they can't get
J. B. told me, you got
to hit and he quitted
I'm never gonna go where you
want me to go, 'cause
I got feelings that you just
don't know and you can
Listen up if you want to hear
And if you can't stand it,
then... right here
The name of the tune is
Cool Hand Luke, 'cause
I got stripes on my pants and boots
In prison you can learn a lesson
From the hand alone to
the hotbox session
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