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Ice Station Zebra - Jack White

Written by：Jack White

Hear me out it ain't easy but I'll try to explain

Everything in the world gets labeled and named

A box a rough definition unavoidable

Who picked the label doesn't want to be responsible

Truth you're the warden here's 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 paint like Caravaggio

You'll respond no that's an insult Joe

I live in a vacuum I ain't coppin' 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 might be thinking it's odd

But if you rewind the tape we're all copying god

Copying god copying god

Copying god copying god

Add your own piece but the puzzle is god's

Paying interest on the bills of 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 hold but

Keep the car running on molten gold

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 it

J. B. told me you got to hit it and quit it

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 could learn a lesson

From the analog to the hot box session

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