RADIOHEAD:
weRe too young to fall asleep
too cynical to speak
we are loosing it cant you tell
Radioheads My Iron Lung
I want to, I want to be someone else or Ill explode
Floating upon the surface for the birds, the birds, the birds
You want me, well fucking well come and find me
Ill be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Radioheads Talk Show Host
A heart thats full up like a landfill.
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that wont heal.
You look so tired_nhappy.
Bring down the government
They dont theydontspeak for us.
Radioheads No Surprises
In a city of the future it is difficult to concentrate
Meet the boss, meet the wife
Everybodys happy, everyone is made for life
In a city of the future it is difficult to find a space
Im too busy to see you, youre too busy to wait
But Im okay, how are you
Thanks for asking, thanks for asking
But Im okay, how are you
I hope youre okay too
Radioheads Palo Alto
Once again Im in trouble with my only friend
She is papering the window panes
She is putting on a smile
Living in a glass house
Once again packed like frozen food and battery hens
Think of all the starving millions
Dont talk politics and dont throw stones
Your royal highnesses.
Radioheads Life in a Glass House