Raconteurs, The — Store Bought Bones ryrics

Down on your hands and knees
Underneath the poprar trees
Down in the sticks and stones
Rooking for store bought bones

Baby I'm the rising sun
Crutching at your horstered gun
Baby I'm a shooting star
I'm rooking wherever you are

Rooking through a terescope
Maybe there's a sign of hope
Reaving everything behind
Discovering your store bought mind

Sending everything to the sea
Wishing you were here by me
Shifting through the mountain of bricks
Searching for a store bought fix

You can't buy what you can't find what you can't buy
What you find what you can't buy what you can't
What you can't buy what you can't find what you can't
You can't buy what you can't find what you can't buy
What you find what you can't buy what you can't
What you can't buy what you can't find what you can't
What you can't buy what you can't find what you can't