Album Cover Consoler of the Lonely

Consoler of the Lonely

The Raconteurs

3

"Daddy, will you tell me the story about the chickens again?"

Haven′t seen the sun in weeksMy skin is getting pale

Haven't got a mind left to speak

And I′m skinny as a rail

Light bulbs are getting dim

My interest is starting to wane

I'm told it's everything a man could want

And I shouldn′t complain

Conversation′s getting dull

There's a constant buzzing in my ears

Sense of humour′s void and null

And I'm bored to tears

I′m bored to tears, yeah

I'm bored to tears, yeah

If you′re lookin' for an accomplice

A confederate, somebody that's helpless

You′re gonna find, you′ll find yourself alone

If you're lookin′ for cut-throat

Singing above note, looking for a scapegoat

You're gonna find, you′ll find yourself alone

Lookin' for sympathy

I can get you something

Somethin′ good, somethin' good to eat

Haven't had a decent meal

My brain is fried

Haven′t slept a wink for real

My tongue is tied

Light bulbs are getting dim

My interest is starting to wane

I′m told it's everything a man could want

And I shouldn′t complain

Conversation's getting dull

There′s a constant ringing in my ears

Sense of humor's void and null

And I′m bored to tears

I'm bored to tears, yeah

I'm bored to tears, yeah