Sweetie Face

Jul 26

Rag and Bones

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rag-and-bone_man 

In the United Kingdom, a rag-and-bone man collects unwanted household items and sells them to merchants. Traditionally this was a task performed on foot, with the scavenged materials (which included rags, bones and various metals) kept in a small bag slung over the shoulder. Some wealthier rag-and-bone men used a cart, sometimes pulled by horse or pony.

From the White Stripes track “Rag and Bones”:

Meg, look at this place

Look, I see something over there.

We This place looks like a mansion!

It’s like a mansion, look at all this stuff!

got you here selling rag and bone

Bring out your junk and we’ll give it a home

A broken trumpet or a telephone

Ah, come on, come on, come on

Come and give it to me

Yeah!

Come on, come on, come on

Come on and give it to me

Rag & Bone!

Rag & B one!

Ah, come on, come on, come on

Come on and give it to me

All of your pretty

Your pretty little Rags & Bones

[Jack:] Well, look at all this, you don’t want it?

[Meg:] What is that?

[Jack:]

You sure you don’t want it? Take it.

They’re just things you don’t want.

I can use ‘em.

Meg can use ‘em

We can do something with ‘em

We’ll make something out of ‘em

Make some money out of ‘em at least.

Hey if you ain’t gonna use it, just give it to us

We’ll give it a home

Well, I hope you got something shoddy for me

Everybody got a Christmas tree

Can you part with a toilet seat?

Ah, jump up, jump up, jump up

Come on and give it to me

Rag & Bone!

We wanna get it Granny, while it’s hot

You think it’s trash Granny, but it’s not

Oh, we’ll be taking whatever you got

Ah, give up, give up, give up

Come on and give it to me

Woo!

All of your pretty

Your pretty little Rags & Bones

[Meg:] I saw some stuff in here, now are you gonna give it to us?

[Jack:] Ah, Meg, don’t be rude

[Meg:] Why not?

[Jack:]

They might need it.

And if you don’t want it, we’ll take it

And if you don’t wanna give it to us,

We’ll keep walking by

We’ll keep going we’re not tired

But, got plenty of places to go

Lots of homes we ain’t been to yet

The west side

The south-west side

Middle east

Rich house

Dog house

Outhouse

Old folks’ house

House for unwed mothers

Halfway homes

Catacombs

Twilight Zones

Looking for Technic’s turntables to gramophones

So take a last lick of your ice-cream cones

And lock up what you still wanna own

But please be kind

And don’t rewind