Elephant Album

Artist(s): The White Stripes

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Tracklist

Seven Nation Army

length: 3:52
producer: Jack White
mixer: Jack White and Liam Watson
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Meg White and Jack White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White

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 thats what I'll do
And the feeling coming from my bones
Says find a home

I'm going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
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 sing no more
And the stains coming from my blood
Tell me go back home

Black Math

length: 3:04
producer: Jack White
mixer: Jack White and Liam Watson
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Meg White and Jack White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
Don't you think that I'm bound to react now?
Well, my fingers are definitely turning to black now
Yeah, well maybe I'll put my love on ice
Teach myself, maybe that'll be nice
Yeah

My books are sitting at the top of the stack now
The longer words are really breaking my back now
Maybe I'll learn to understand
Drawing a square with a pencil in hand, yeah

Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah
Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah

Mathematically turning the page
Unequivocally showing my age
I'm practically center stage
Undeniably earning your wage
Well maybe I'll put my love on ice
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeah

Listen master, can you answer a question?
Is it the fingers, or the brain
that you're teaching A lesson?
I can't tell you how proud I am
I'm writing down things that I don't understand
Well, maybe I'll put my love on ice
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice

Yeah,yeah,yeah

There’s No Home for You Here

length: 3:44
producer: Jack White
mixer: Liam Watson and Jack White
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Meg White and Jack White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
There's no home for you here girl, go away
There's no home for you here

I'd like to think that all of this constant interaction
Is just the kind of make you drive yourself away
Each simple gesture done by me is counteracted
And leaves me standing here with nothing else to say

Completely baffled by a backward indication
That an inspired word will come across your tongue
Hands moving upward to propel the situation
Have simply halted
And now the conversation's done

There's no home for you here girl, go away
There's no home for you here

I'm only waiting for the proper time to tell you
That it's impossible to get along with you
It's hard to look you in the face when we are talking
So it helps to have a mirror in the room

I've not been really looking forward to the performance
But there's my cue and there's a question on your face
Fortunately I have come across an answer
Which is go away
And do not leave a trace

There's no home for you here girl, go away
There's no home for you here

Waking up for breakfast
Burning matches
Talking quickly
Breaking baubles
Throwing garbage
Drinking soda
Looking happy
Taking pictures
So completely stupid
Just go away

There's no home for you here girl, go away
There's no home for you here

I Just Don’t Know What to Do With Myself

length: 2:46
producer: Jack White
piano: Jack White
vocal: Jack White and Meg White
mixer: Jack White and Liam Watson
recording engineer: Miti Adhikari
guitar: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Burt Bacharach
lyricist: Hal David
arranger: Burt Bacharach
I just don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what to do with myself
Planning everything for two
Doing everything with you
And now that we're through
I just don't know what to do

I just don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what to do with myself
Movies only make me sad
Parties make me feel as bad
'Cause I'm not with you
I just don't know what to do

Like a summer rose
Needs the sun and rain
I need your sweet love
To beat love away

Well I don't know what to do with myself
Just don't know what to do with myself
Planning everything for two
Doing everything with you
And now that we're through
I just don't know what to do

Like a summer rose
Needs the sun and rain
I need your sweet love
To beat love away

I just don't know what to do with myself
Just don't know what to do with myself
Just don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what to do with myself

In the Cold, Cold Night

length: 2:59
producer: Jack White
mixer: Liam Watson and Jack White
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Meg White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
I saw you standing in the corner
On the edge of a burning light
I saw you standing in the corner
Come to me again in the cold, cold night

You make me feel a little older
Like a full grown woman might
But when you're gone I grow colder
Come to me again in the cold, cold night

I see you walking by my front door
I hear the creaking of the kitchen floor
I don't care what other people say
I'm going to love you, anyway
Come to me again in the cold, cold night

I can't stand it any longer
I need the fuel to make my fire burn bright
So don't fight it any longer
Come to me again in the cold, cold night

And I know that you feel it too
When my skin turns into glue
You will know that it's warm inside
And you'll come run to me, in the cold, cold night

I Want to Be the Boy to Warm Your Mother’s Heart

length: 3:21
producer: Jack White
mixer: Liam Watson and Jack White
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Jack White and Meg White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
I want to be the boy to warm your mothers heart
Im so scared to take you away
I tried to win her over right from the start
But something always got in the way
Weve been sitting in your backyard for hours
But she wont even come out and say hi
While my mother baked a little cake for you
And even dreaded when you said goodbye

What kind of cartwheels do I have to pull?
What kind of joke should I lay on her now?
Im inclined to go finish high school
Just to make her notice that Im around

Well nothing I come up with seems to work
It feels like everything I say is a lie
And never have I felt like such a jerk
Im afraid to even open my eyes
Because I really dont want her to judge me
I want her to really know who I am
And then, and only then will she love me
Well at least that was the plan
If ever a boy needed a holiday
If ever a girl needed someone to hold
I just hope I dont act the same way
By the time that I get that old

I never said I was the heir to a fortune
I never claimed to have any looks
But these kind of things must be important
Because somebody ripped out my page
In your telephone book
I want to warm her heart

You’ve Got Her in Your Pocket

length: 3:40
producer: Jack White
mixer: Jack White and Liam Watson
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Meg White and Jack White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
You've got her in your pocket
And there's no way out now
Put it in the safe and lock it
'cause it's at home sweet home

Nobody ever told you that it was the wrong way
To trick a woman, make her feel she did it her way
And you'll be there if she ever feels blue
And you'll be there when she finds someone new
What to do
Well you know

You keep her in your pocket
Where there's no way out now
Put it in a safe a lock it
'cause it's home sweet home

The smile on your face made her think she had the right one
Then she thought she was sure
By the way you two could have fun
But now she might leave
Like she's threatened before
Grab hold of her fast
Before her feet leave the floor
And she's out the door
'cause you want

To keep you in my pocket
Where there's no way out now
Put it in a safe a lock it
'cause it's home sweet home

And in your own mind
You know you're lucky just to know her
And in the beginning all you wanted was to show her
But now you're scared
You think she's running away
You search in your hand for something clever to say
Don't go away
'cause I want


To keep her in your pocket

Ball and Biscuit

length: 7:19
producer: Jack White
mixer: Liam Watson and Jack White
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Meg White and Jack White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
It's quite possible that I'm your third man girl
But it's a fact that I'm the seventh son
And right now you could care less about me
But soon enough you will care, by the time I'm done

Let's have a ball and a biscuit sugar
And take our sweet little time about it
Let's have a ball girl
And take our sweet little time about it
Tell everyone in the place just to get out
We'll get clean together
And I'll find a soapbox where I can shout it

You read it in the newspaper
Ask your girlfriends and see if they know
That my strength is ten fold girl
And I'll let you see if you want to before you go

It's quite possible that I'm your third man
But it's a fact that I'm the seventh son
It was the other two which/was made me your third
But it was my mother who made me the seventh son
And right now you could care less about me
But soon enough you will care by the time I'm done

The Hardest Button to Button

length: 3:33
producer: Jack White
mixer: Liam Watson and Jack White
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Meg White and Jack White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
The Hardest Button To Button Lyrics

We started living in an old house
My ma gave birth and we were checking it out
It was a baby boy
So we bought him a toy
It was a ray gun
And it was 1981

We named him "Baby"
He had a toothache
He started crying
It sounded like an earthquake
It didn't last long
Because I stopped it
I grabbed a rag doll
Stuck some little pins in it

Now we're a family
And we're alright now
We got money and a little place
To fight now
We don't know you
And we don't owe you
But if you see us around
I got something else to show you

Now it's easy when you don't know better
You think it's sleazy?
Then put it in a short letter
We keep warm
But there's just something wrong with ya
Just feel that you're the hardest little button to button


I had opinion that didnt matter
I had a brain that felt like pancake batter
I got a backyard with nothing in it
Except a stick, a dog
And a box with something in it

The hardest button to button (x4)
Ah oh

The hardest button to button(x2)
Ah oh

The hardest button to button(x4)
Ah oh

Little Acorns

length: 4:10
additional performer: Mort Crim
producer: Jack White
mixer: Jack White and Liam Watson
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Jack White and Meg White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
lyricist: Mort Crim, Jack White
composer: Jack White
Take all your problems
And rip 'em apart

Carry them off
In a shopping cart

And another thing
You should've known from the start
The problems in hand
Are lighter than at heart

Be like the squirrel, girl
Be like the squirrel
Give it a whirl, girl
Be like the squirrel

And another thing
You have to know in this world
Cut up your hair
Straighten your curls

Well, your problems
Hide in your curls

Hypnotize

length: 1:49
producer: Jack White
mixer: Jack White and Liam Watson
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Meg White and Jack White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
I want to hypnotize you baby
On the telephone
So many times I called your house
Just to hear the tone
And though I knew you weren't home
I didn't mind so much 'cause I'm so alone
I want to hypnotize you baby
On the telephone

I want to spin my little watch
Right before your eyes
You're the kind of girl a guy like me
Could hypnotize
And if this comes as a surprise
Just think of all those guys
Who would tell you lies
I want to spin my little watch
Right before your eyes

I want to hold your little hand
If I can be so bold
And be your right hand man
'til your hands get old
And then when all the feeling's gone
Just decide if you want to keep holding on
I want to hold your little hand
If I can be so bold
If I can be so bold
If I can be so bold

The Air Near My Fingers

length: 3:41
producer: Jack White
mixer: Jack White and Liam Watson
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Jack White and Meg White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
Life is so boring it's really got me snoring I'm wearing out the flooring in a cheap motel
But I don't have to work and I might be sinning but I never have to listen to the rings of school bells
Do, do, do…

Don't you remember you told me in December that a boy is not a man until he makes a stand
Well I'm not a genius but maybe you'll remember this I never said I wanted to be a man
Do, do, do…

I get nervous when she comes around when she comes around when she comes around x4

My mom is so caring she really got me staring at all the crazy little things she does for sure
And I can't seem to think of another kind of love that a boy could ever get from anyone but her
Do, do, do…

I get nervous when she comes around when she comes around when she comes around x4

Girl, You Have No Faith in Medicine

length: 3:18
producer: Jack White
mixer: Jack White and Liam Watson
engineer: Liam Watson
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Meg White and Jack White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
Girl you have no faith in medicine
Oh girl you have no faith in medicine
Acetaminophen you see the medicine oh girl

Is there a way to find the cure for this implanted in a pill
It's just the name upon the bottle, which determines if it will
Is the problem you're allergic to a well familiar name?
Do you have a problem with this one if the results are the same?

Acetaminophen you see the medicine
Oh girl you have no faith in medicine x2
Acetaminophen you see the medicine oh girl
[Bridge]

But girl you have no faith in medicine
Acetaminophen you see the medicine oh girl

Well strip the bark right off a tree and just hand it this way
Don't even need a drink of water to make the headache go away
Give me sugar pill and watch me just rattle down the street

Acetaminophen you see the medicine
Oh girl you have no faith in medicine x2
Oh girl x4

Well It’s True That We Love One Another

length: 2:43
producer: Jack White
additional guest lead vocals: Holly Golightly
mixer: Jack White and Liam Watson
engineer: Liam Watson
guest: Holly Golightly
recording engineer: Liam Watson
guitar: Jack White
vocal: Jack White and Meg White
piano: Jack White
drums (drum set): Meg White
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
Well it's true that we love one another
I love Jack White like a little brother
Well Holly I love you too but there's
Just so much that I don't know about you

Jack give me some money to pay my bills
All the dough I give you Holly
You been using on pain pills
Jack will you call me if you're able?
I got your phone number written
In the back of my bible
Jack I think your pulling my leg
And I think maybe I better ask Meg
Meg do you think Jack really loves me?
You know, I don't care because
Jack really bugs me
Why don't you ask him now?
Well I would Meg
I really just don't know how
Just say 'Jack , do you adore me?'
Well I would Holly but love really bores me
Well I guess we should just be friends
I'm just kidding Holly
You know that I'll love you 'til the end

Well it's true that we love one another
I love Jack White like a little brother
Well Holly I love you too but there's
Just so much that I don't know about you

Holly give me some of your English lovin'
If I did that Jack I'd have one in the oven
Why don't you go off and just love yourself
If I did that Holly there won't be anything
Left for anybody else
Jack it's too bad about the way you look
You know I gave that horse a carrot
So he'd break your foot
Will the two of you cut it out
And tell 'em what it's really all about

Well it's true that we love one another
I love Jack White like a little brother
Well Holly I love you too but there's
Just so much that I.... don't know about you

Who’s to Say

length: 4:36
mixer: Liam Watson and Jack White
engineer: Liam Watson
composer: Dan John Miller
lyricist: Dan John Miller

Who's to say that I'm unhappy
'Cause I don't really smile
Sittin', hopin', dreamin', waitin'
For my ship to sail
Who's to say this time I've wasted
Someday won't get used
Maybe if you come around
I'll start to get enthused

Who's to say
Who's to say

Who's to say that I'm obsessed
With everything you do
Just because it seems my schedule
Seems to shadow you
Who's to say that tired cliche, there's
More fish in the sea
And I don't mind treading water
'Cause you're the one for me

You say that by now
I should know you'll never love me
But who's to say that what has never
Been will never be
What has been will never be

Who's to say in time I wouldn't
Learn how to relax
You'd forget about my clammy
Hands and my nervous laugh
Who's to say the way you look at
Him is truly love
Maybe they should realize
I fit you like a glove

You say that by now
I should know you'll never love me
But who's to say that what has never
Been will never be
What has been will never be...


Good to Me

length: 2:06
writer: Brendan Benson, Jason Falkner
I've got a 1980 Volvo
I get it started up and I go
It's not a vintage Cadillac
And it doesn't have fins in the back
But it always gets me there and back

And it will always be good to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me

I've got a beat up Silvertone amp
I plug it in and it sounds like a champ
It's not a Fender Tweed Deluxe
It only cost me a couple of bucks

And it will always sound good to me
Always sound good to me
Always sound good to me
Always sound good to me

I've got a girlfriend she's so true
And no other kind of girl will do
'Cause I've lots of girls in the past
And I knew none of their love would last

But this one will always be true to me
Always be true to me
Always be true to me
Always be true to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me
Good to me
Good to me
Good to me