Wear something out, you'll agree, I'm no poisonWhen, when it comes,

Moonies are up on the mountainThe lunatics have taken

Let's rock and do not understandWhat it is I've

him out the windowDragging out your deadSinging "I miss

again, I'm in trouble with my only friendShe is

thereThat's not meI goWhere I pleaseI walk through wallsI

it downMmm, got a little somethingStart hitting through

up, said she wanted more of that stuffThe

a lot about youWell, helloLet me shake you by

In the next world warIn the one you left behindI am

We're the orchestra to your boardAnd we beg for the scraps

the orchestra to your boardAnd we beg for the scraps

Age coming, Ice Age comingLet me hear both sidesLet

heart that's full up like a landfillA job that

1: Thom Yorke & Background you were here beforeCouldn't

I’m riding a bulletCaught in a bulletRiding the bulletReady or notGot

ghoulsRun Manchester schoolsSpineless swinesCemented mindsSir leads the troopsJealous of

pitch darkI go walking in your landscapeBroken branchesTrip me

on, come onYou think you drive me crazy?Well, come

is another brand new songThis is the first time we've