White moon, white moon
Breaks open the tomb
Of a deserted cartoon that I wrote
Creature come, creature, creature
My own double feature
As I´m warming the bleachers at home
Well, my nose keeps on bleeding
Cause it´s Rita I´m needing
I better call out a meeting of the boys
Of the boys
My friends are all dying
And death can´t be lying
It´s the truth and it don´t make a noise
Oh Rita, oh Rita
If you lived in Mesita
I would move you with the beat of a drum
And this picture is proof
That although you´re aloof
You had the shiniest tooth ´neath the sun
Easy come, easy go
Be a star of the show
I´m giving up all I know to get more
To get more
Photograph the picture
Young grunt pin-up scripture
For locker-tagged memories of war
A mirage, this garage
And a photo montage
And a finger massage from the host
Good lord, good lord
The one I adore
And I cannot afford is a ghost
Is a ghost
Proto-social is the word
And the word is the bird
That flew through the herd in the snow
In the snow
Lemonade me, then grade me
Then deliver my baby
And if my friends all persuade me, I´ll go
Blink, blink at me Rita
Don´t you know I´m a bleeder?
And I promised I wouldn't lead her on
But she met me, then led me
And I ate what was fed me
´Til I purged every word in this song
Breaks open the tomb
Of a deserted cartoon that I wrote
Creature come, creature, creature
My own double feature
As I´m warming the bleachers at home
Well, my nose keeps on bleeding
Cause it´s Rita I´m needing
I better call out a meeting of the boys
Of the boys
My friends are all dying
And death can´t be lying
It´s the truth and it don´t make a noise
Oh Rita, oh Rita
If you lived in Mesita
I would move you with the beat of a drum
And this picture is proof
That although you´re aloof
You had the shiniest tooth ´neath the sun
Easy come, easy go
Be a star of the show
I´m giving up all I know to get more
To get more
Photograph the picture
Young grunt pin-up scripture
For locker-tagged memories of war
A mirage, this garage
And a photo montage
And a finger massage from the host
Good lord, good lord
The one I adore
And I cannot afford is a ghost
Is a ghost
Proto-social is the word
And the word is the bird
That flew through the herd in the snow
In the snow
Lemonade me, then grade me
Then deliver my baby
And if my friends all persuade me, I´ll go
Blink, blink at me Rita
Don´t you know I´m a bleeder?
And I promised I wouldn't lead her on
But she met me, then led me
And I ate what was fed me
´Til I purged every word in this song
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I DO know that you ROBRAM89 are an idiot. Jack and Meg's relationship was NOT incestual. Any true White Stripes fan would know this. Jack was actually born Jack Gillis and is of no relation to Meg other than that they got married. He, untraditionally, took her maiden name as his last name. Jack and Meg introduced themselves as brother and sister so that they would not be judged by people before hearing their music, which is completely understandable. Critics are harsh and the music industry is very competitive. If they had marketed themselves as a divorced couple, instead of brother and sister, then there's a large possiblity they would have been percieved and recieved differently.
"The one i adore is a ghost."
"And i promised i wouldn't lead her on."
"I'm giving all up i know to get more."
Also i think the songs is full of small literal references to things that happened in the lead up to the demise of Jack and Meg's relationship, like the finger massage, the photo montage
A lot of stuff happened to Jack and because of Jack in Detroit around 2004-5 period that made him lose his friends, and thats bound to have affected Meg as well because she stuck by him. I'm not gonna go into what happened because there's enough horrible and vicious online conversations and rumours surrounding this if you know where to look, and I have respect for Jack so I don't want to add to that.
If it is about Meg, and she is the White Moon, maybe this song has an air of regret about it because he wishes things could've been different (I promised I wouldn't lead her on). But honestly I think this is cryptic in that it could be about Meg or it could be absolutely nothing to do with Meg and this is just a subtle form of Jack's web spinning around their relationship.
One idea I just had though is that when it says "My nose keeps on bleeding, cos it's Rita I'm needing" could be about using cocaine to try and distract himself from the pain of not being able to have the person he loves. I have no idea if this is true though.
I feel guilty about my half mention of what happened before this album was made so I'll give you one little clue in Tracee Mae Miller, who sort of looks like Rita Hayworth.
At first I thought this song was about an anorexic who constantly compared herself to Rita Hayworth, the old filmstar that Jack is kind of obsessed with. I have many reasons for why I thought this but I cant be fucked to go into them all.
But I dont think that anymore, I dont know what it could be about...