That Black Bat Licorice - Jack White
What

Behave yourself

Behave yourself

You need to behave yourself boy

Yeah she's built for speed like a black castrum doloris

Good for the needy like nietzsche freud and horace
But I'm skin flint broke making no money making jokes

But baby I won't joke with you

My feet are burning like a roman hypocaust

But the romans are gone they changed their name because they lost

She writes letters like a jack chick comic
Just a bunch of propaganda make my fingers histrionic

Like this and this

I mean she's my baby
But she makes me get avuncular
And when my monkey is jumping
I got no time for making up for her

I fantasize about the hospital
The army asylum confinement in prison

Any place where there's a time to clear my vision

I spit it out

Whatever's in my mouth

Just like that black bat licorice

Yeah that black bat licorice

That black bat licorice

That black bat licorice

Yeah

I wanna cut out my tongue and let you hold onto it for me
Cause without my skull to amplify my sounds it might get boring

I've got the wit of the stickers with atomic clock precision
And the phases of the moon directing all of my decisions like this

Women need to know I play dumb like columbo
And get my feelings hurt and move to ny like I'm dumbo

Don't you want to lose the part of the brain that has opinions

To not even know what you are doing
Or care about yourself or your species in the billions

Yeah I have to spit it out

Oh whatever's in my mouth

I have to spit it out behave your self

Just like that black bat licorice

That black bat licorice

That black bat licorice I never liked it I never will
Now state the same damn thing with the violin

Whatever you feed me

I feed you right back

But it will do no good


Artist:
That Black Bat Licorice - Jack White
What

Behave yourself

Behave yourself

You need to behave yourself boy

Yeah she's built for speed like a black castrum doloris

Good for the needy like nietzsche freud and horace
But I'm skin flint broke making no money making jokes

But baby I won't joke with you

My feet are burning like a roman hypocaust

But the romans are gone they changed their name because they lost

She writes letters like a jack chick comic
Just a bunch of propaganda make my fingers histrionic

Like this and this

I mean she's my baby
But she makes me get avuncular
And when my monkey is jumping
I got no time for making up for her

I fantasize about the hospital
The army asylum confinement in prison

Any place where there's a time to clear my vision

I spit it out

Whatever's in my mouth

Just like that black bat licorice

Yeah that black bat licorice

That black bat licorice

That black bat licorice

Yeah

I wanna cut out my tongue and let you hold onto it for me
Cause without my skull to amplify my sounds it might get boring

I've got the wit of the stickers with atomic clock precision
And the phases of the moon directing all of my decisions like this

Women need to know I play dumb like columbo
And get my feelings hurt and move to ny like I'm dumbo

Don't you want to lose the part of the brain that has opinions

To not even know what you are doing
Or care about yourself or your species in the billions

Yeah I have to spit it out

Oh whatever's in my mouth

I have to spit it out behave your self

Just like that black bat licorice

That black bat licorice

That black bat licorice I never liked it I never will
Now state the same damn thing with the violin

Whatever you feed me

I feed you right back

But it will do no good




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