White Stripes
- Jumble, jumble lyrics

Jumble jumble
all at my house
come on over
sleep on the couch
can't even see ya
look like a mouse.

Crumble crumble
the bag is brown
rip up the paper
to hear a sound
pick up the pieces
up off the ground.

tumble tumble
on to the floor
roll over
until your poor
wave to me
I'm at the door.

Why can't you be nicer to me?
somebody's screaming
looking at the ceiling
everything's so funny
i don't have any money

people don't even know me
but they know how to show me.

why can't you be nicer to me?.

my pride is dying
i think i'm all done lying
nobody's sharing
so i stop caring
all alone and walking
nobody's talking.

why can't you be nicer to me?.

well the wind is blowing
where am i going
off a bridge and falling
nobody's calling
on the ground and laying
nobody's praying.

why can't you be nicer to me?