Transport, motorways and tramlinesStarting and then stoppingTaking off and landingSentimental (?)Clinging

is the placeSit down, you’re safe nowYou’ve been stuck

are buzzing around my headVultures circling the deadPicking up

the deepest oceanThe bottom of the seaYour eyesThey turn

El salto en tu motocicletaTe hace sentirQue eres un diosVuelas alto

can't afford to breathe in this townNowhere to sit

you such a dreamerTo put the world to rights?I'll

Banana CoWe really love you, and we need youAnd

do notUnderstandWhat it isI've done wrongFull of holesCheck for

1. Genchildren2. 33.333333. We Suck Young Blood (Thom Yorke Mix)4. Smear5.

carsCarsKiller hard on the brakes againWhat if these

motorways, and tramlinesStarting and then stoppingTaking off and landingThe emptiest

Fastnet, Irish SeaI got a message I can't readAnother message

wine and sleeping pillsHelp me get back to your

A heart that's full up like a landfillA job that slowly

Poetry!Like white in the snow boysOne of these days he's gonna

machinesI must be crazyYou missed the gameBring me backHoles

wine and sleeping pillsHelp me get back to your

called "Paranoid Android". If anyone's ever read, "Hitchhiker’s Guide to

the spokesI don't wanna say it, say it, say itOh