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Track: Consoler of the Lonely
Artist: The Raconteurs
Album: Consolers of the Lonely

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Name: The Raconteurs
Spotify Genres: garage rock, alternative rock
Followers: 937,485
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Brendan Benson - Guitar, vocals, keyboards Patrick Keeler - Drums Jack Lawrence - Bass Jack White - Guitar, vocals, keyboards The Raconteurs are also known as The Saboteurs. There is already an Australian group called "The Raconteurs". After lawyers for Jack White's Raconteurs were unsuccessful in buying the name from the Australian group, subsequent Australian releases were rebadged as The Saboteurs.

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Release: The Raconteurs - Consolers Of The Lonely
Year: 2008
Genres: Rock
Styles: Alternative Rock, Indie Rock

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LYRICS

(Daddy, will you tell me the story about the chicken? hahahahaha...)
(ahahahaha...
ahahaha
Let's double track that...)
Haven't seen the sun in weeks
My skin is getting pale
Haven't got a mind left to speak
And I'm skinny as a rail

Lightbulbs are getting dim
My interests are starting to wane
I'm told it's everything a man could want
And I shouldn't complain

Conversations getting dull
There's a constant buzzing in my ears
Sense of humor's void and numb
And I'm bored to tears

I'm bored to tears, yeah...
I'm bored to tears, yeah...

If you're looking for an accomplice
A confederate, somebody's who's helpless
You're gonna find, you'll find yourself alone

If you're looking for cut-throat
Singing above note, looking for a scapegoat
You're gonna find, you'll find yourself alone

Looking for sympathy
I can get you something
Something good, something good to eat

Haven't had a decent meal
My brain is fried
Haven't slept a week for real
My tongue is tied

Lightbulbs are getting dim
My interests are starting to wane
I'm told it's everything a man could want
And I shouldn't complain

Conversations getting dull
There's a constant ringing in my ears
Sense of humor's void and numb
And I'm bored to tears

I'm bored to tears, yeah...
I'm bored to tears, yeah...

Ah Ah Ah Ah Ahhh....

(hahahaha)