Who Sang That Black Bat Licorice? Jack White

Jack White Lazaretto cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2014-6-10
Genre: Rock
Style: Alternative Rock/Blues Rock/Country Rock
length: 3:50
producer: Jack White
lead vocals: Jack White
double bass: Bryn Davies
mixer: Jack White and Joshua Smith
electric guitar: Jack White
recording engineer: Vance Powell and Joshua Smith
background vocals: Olivia Jean and Ruby Amanfu
percussion: Jack White
mandolin: Fats Kaplin
fiddle: Fats Kaplin
harp: Timbre Cierpke
drums (drum set): Patrick Keeler
Clavinet: Brooke Waggoner
Hammond organ: Brooke Waggoner
composer: Jack White
lyricist: Jack White
Behave yourself
Behave yourself
You need to behave yourself, boy

[Verse 1]
Yeah, she's built for speed like a black castrum doloris
Good for the needy, like Neechy, Froyd and Horris
But I'm skin, flint, broke, making no money, making jokes
But baby, I won't joke with you

My feet are burning like I roll 'em in hypocaust
But the Roman's are gone, they changed their name because their lost
She writes letters like a jack chick comic
Just a bunch of propaganda, make my fingers histrionic; like this, and this

I mean, she's my baby
But she makes me get avuncular
And when my monkey is jumping
I got no time for making up for her

I fantasize about the hospital
The army, a silo, confinement, in prison
Any place where there's a time to clear my vision

I spit it out
Whatever's in my mouth
Just like that Black Bat Licorice
Yeah, that Black Bat Licorice
That Black Bat Licorice
That Black Bat Licorice

[Verse 2]
I wanna cut out my tongue and let you hold onto it for me
Cause without my skull to amplify my sounds it might get boring
I've got the wit of the stickers with atomic lock precision
And the faces of the moon directing all of my deicisons like this

Women need to know, I play dumb like a lumbo
And get my feelings hurt and move to NY like i'm Dumbo
Don't you want to lose the part of the brain that has opinions?
To not even know what you are doing, or care about yourself or your species in the billions

[Altered Chorus]
Yeah, I have to spit it out
Oh, whatever's in my mouth
I have to spit it out (behave your self)
Just like that Black Bat Licorice
That Black Bat Licorice
That Black Bat Licorice, I never liked it, I never will
Now state the same d___ thing with the violin

Whatever you feed me
I feed you right back
But it will do no good

12" Vinyl 1
  • 1 Three Women
  • 2 Lazaretto
  • 3 Temporary Ground
  • 4 Would You Fight for My Love?
  • 5 High Ball Stepper
  • 6 [locked groove]
  • 7 [untitled]
  • 8 Just One Drink
  • 10 Alone in My Home
  • 11 That Black Bat Licorice
  • 12 Entitlement
  • 13 I Think I Found the Culprit
  • 14 Want and Able
  • 15 [locked groove]
  • 16 [untitled]