Well sooner or later the ground's gonna be holdin' all

Of my ashes too

But I can't help but wonder if after I'm gone

Will I still have these three hundred mile perhour,

finger breaking, no answers makin',

battered dirty hands, bee stung and busted up,

emptycup torrential outpour blues

One thing's for sure: in that graveyard

I'm gonna have the shiniest pair of shoes

The White Stripes, 300 M.P.H. Torrential Outpour Blues