Store Bought Bones Songtext
von The Raconteurs

Down upon your hands and knees
Underneath the poplar trees
Digging through the sticks and stones
Looking for store bought bones

Waiting on the rising sun
Clutching at your holstered gun
Praying on a shooting star
That I can be wherever you are

...
Looking through a telescope
Maybe there′s a sign of hope


Leaving everything behind
Stirring a store bought mind
Sitting at the edge of the seat

Wishing you were here by me
Sifting through the mud and the bricks
Looking 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
You can′t buy what you can′t find, what you can
You can't buy what you can′t find, what you can
Buy what you find, what you can't find, what you can
You can′t buy what you can't find, what you can
You can′t buy what you can't find, what you can