Seven Nation Army (The Glitch Mob Remix) - The White Stripes

I'm gonna fight 'em off A seven 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 ain't what you want to hear But that's what I'll do And the feeling coming from my bones Says "Find a home" I'm going to Wichita Far from this opera forever more 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 think no more And the stains coming from my blood Tell me "Go back home"

I got a little bird, I'm gonna take her home Put her in a cage and disconnect the phone If you give me a look, I'm gonna get the book I'm gonna preach the word I wanna preach to birds As I walk the floor Yeah, this I know When I get you home, this is how it goes I got nothing to lose, I'll never let you go

Well, somebody walked up to me but I didn't know what to do Then somebody said hello to me, but I didn't know what to do Because I think that my words could get twisted So I bend my back over, take a gulp, be funny 'Cause I know there's nothing I can do Then my mother tried to pick me up 'cause I was sittin' down on the ground Something forced my little eyes to come open, but I couldn't make out the sound It doesn't matter 'cause my eyes are lying, and they don't have emotion Don't wanna be social, can't take it when they hate me But I know there's nothing I can do When my thoughts start to feel like mine They're taken from me, it seems to happen every time And the feelings that are fine for you There's somebody there who doesn't think they are true So think of something new There's nothing left to do Then my idols walk next to me, I look up at them, they fade away It's a destruction of a mystery the more I listen to what they say So does that mean that there's no more doing, and there's no more thinking And there's no more feeling, 'cause there's no right opinion? Can you tell me what I'm supposed to do?

Hello operator Can you give me number nine? Can i see you later? Will you give me back my dime? Turn the oscillator Twist it with a dollar bill Mail man bring the paper Leave it on my windowsill Find a canary A bird to bring my message home Carry my obituary My coffin doesnt have a phone How you gonna get the money? Send papers to an empty home? How you gonna get the money? Nobody to answer the phone