Texty:
White Stripes The Cannon

i'm lookin' at this sound That chime out of nowhere yeah, nowhere whoo wheels turnin' scratchin' and burnin' yeah i fought guns tanks cannon cannon yeah

i'm lookin' at this sound That chime out of nowhere yeah, nowhere whoo wheels turnin' scratchin' and burnin' yeah i fought guns tanks cannon cannon yeah

i'm lookin' at this sound That chime out of nowhere yeah, nowhere whoo wheels turnin' scratchin' and burnin' yeah i fought guns tanks cannon cannon yeah

i'm lookin' at this sound That chime out of nowhere yeah, nowhere whoo wheels turnin' scratchin' and burnin' yeah i fought guns tanks cannon cannon yeah

the strip, until I reach the margin Not tryin' to meet the Sergeant, at the precinct Eatin' cheese sandwiches, down for the weekend Locked up with dirty white

Ludacris, Johnny Rockets when I shoot the cannon The wooly mammoth sabretooth, bitch, bite your tongue I won't stop until I'm rich as them whites'll

Joe Young Tongue below one, spit dumb, moron For white boys to snowboard on So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want? Chew spearmint gum two double pump Two cannons

. To breathe is not enough. Yes sir, I Will. When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally, but strange ringed like that

me as king, boss And 2 correa GT's, pushin 1 and my twin porshe Butter soft seats off, white wit a tint gloss Got a driveway and a manshion where da roof