Blunderbuss

It goes like this:

I had my dream, I held your hand on that broad avenue We crossed the road and never spoke to another as we flew We left your man alone in drag laughing there at us A romantic bust, a blunder turned, explosive blunderbuss

An ancient grand hotel of Persian thread and ivory And when your man would turn his head I'd see you look at me Pools of brown and sea of red and demons in your pocket That same romance performed a dance inside a silver locket

Da da da da Da da da da

A corner exit not tall enough to walk out standing straight Designed by men so ladies would have to lean back in their gait You grabbed my arm and left with me but you were not allowed to You took me to a public place to quietly blend into Such a trick pretending not to be doing what you want to But it seems like everybody does this every waking moment

I laid you down and touched you like the two of us both neeeded Safe to say that others might not approve of this and pleaded "So selfish them" would be their cry and who'd be brave to argue? Doing what to people need is never on the menu

Da da da da Da da da da

Beautiful Beautiful ... brings tears hear your life experiences ..

I think it's about two people who are having an affair that's turning into real love, and everybody knows and obviously see it as immoral. He's asking why it has to be such a bad thing- why is it a crime to feed their need for each other?

I think this song is about the White Stripes splitting up.

I feel like this song is set in a particular place, like when he wrote it he had a particular city in mind: a broad avenue, a grand hotel with Persian rugs and ivory, red and brown colors, a door that's too short to walk through without leaning over, a big market outside (where they can be alone in the crowd), a place where public displays of affection are frowned upon. It could be Tangier? Istanbul?

Close but in headphones sounds more like:

"I had my dream, I held your hand on that broad avenue We crossed the road and never spoke to another as we flew We left your man alone and drank, laughing there at us, A romantic bust, a blunder turned explosive blunderbuss

An ancient grand hotel of Persian thread and ivory And when your man would turn his head I'd see you look at me Pools of brown and sea of red and demons in your pocket That sang romance, performed a dance inside a silver locket

Da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da

Corner exit, not tall enough to walk out standing straight Designed by men so ladies would have to lean back in their gate You grabbed my arm and left with me but you were not allowed to You took me to a public place to quietly blend into Such a trick pretending not to be doin' what you want to But seems like everybody does this every waking moment

I laid you down and touched you like the two of us both needed Safe to say that others might not approve of this and pleaded "So selfish!" then would be their cry and who'd be brave to argue Doin' what two people need is never on the menu

Da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da"

This song is gorgeous <3