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| Radiohead – Sail to the Moon. (Brush the Cobwebs Out of the Sky.) Lyrics
| 22 years ago
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This song was composed because of a bet with Jonny. After an argument where he claimed I lacked instrumental talent, I sulked many nights away on the piano.
Despite the piano part for most of Kid A and Amnesia blew bloody wankers, this is a sheer masterpiece. Revel in my complex arpeggios, my Debussy alluded harmonies, my nuance in layering.
As if he knows anything about guitars, ruddy radgie. |
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| Radiohead – Blow Out Lyrics
| 22 years ago
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One violent night, after a stormy session, Jonny got particularly violent. He grabbed Ed by the throat and slammed him against the wall. We had to jump Jonny to calm him down. As a punishment, we sent him to the corner of the room, on a stool with the dunce cap for a time out. After an hour or so, we returned from the local bar and found Jonny scribbling the lyrics of Blowout on the wall.
Nowadays, whenever we get in a creative rut, we send Jonny to the wall, that bonny lad of ours. He's getting tired of it, though. Poor chap. |
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| Radiohead – Karma Police Lyrics
| 23 years ago
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Oh! Oh! What have we here? Mr "I am a lame-oh computer game-oh"
Go choke your monkey over another latex babe, loser.
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| Radiohead – Street Spirit (Fade Out) Lyrics
| 23 years ago
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The video, oh God, the video. It was great. They asked me to jump all funny. At first, my spirit kept leaving my body completely but after a lot of yoda control, I was able to keep it within the freeze frames. This involved a lot of jump roping and hopscotch with the lads.
And the dog, crickey, that beast was nipping at my heels every time. I wanted to shoot its bloody head off. By the way, the little boy symbolized the pre-byronic me, just in case you missed that subtle shot. |
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| Radiohead – The Tourist Lyrics
| 23 years ago
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It's hot as a mug in England right now. Sometimes, I take iced lollies with me to the loo. It helps me think up new lyrics. Then Jonny would be banging on the door, yelling for me to get out. I'd tell the gorm to belt up, but it's like he's bladdered. It's always "Thom sing this", "Thom play this" or "Thom always writes the songs". I'm telling you, it's not like I want to do all the work. |
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| Radiohead – Punchdrunk Lovesick Singalong Lyrics
| 23 years ago
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Whenever my partner and I have fights, we pull out our Punch & Judy puppets. If you're not from England, then you're probably not familar with these theraputic methods of arguing. It's ace. After our son was born, we decided to get a minature Punch for him. (Radiohead doesn't promote violence. Five knuckle shuffle, maybe.) This song was created after a nasty battle. She called me an odd-fish rascal. That's when I rammyd Judy. She was in the shop for awhile. |
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| Radiohead – Fog Lyrics
| 23 years ago
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This is such a wonderful song, I don't quite understand why it hasn't received any comments. Whenever I have nightmares, I fall asleep to "glows" on repeat. This song structure is like silk parachutes, fuzzy peaches, and everything eerily happy. The slow fade of the guitar gives the same soft texture of neon lights during fogs. Oh, I don't have to beg you to adore this song.
Have you ever felt the comfort while floating in water? The shaking of tambourines represents the change jingling in my pockets as I run away. Tee-hee. (So, the real thom yorke wouldn't giggle, now would he?) |
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| Radiohead – Karma Police Lyrics
| 23 years ago
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This song interpretation system has to be the funniest bloke in town. I'm laughing my ass off at these interpretation.
Karma Police is about the time when I ran Ed around the drumsets. He slipped and fell in. Instantly I screamed "You're it" and ran away. He wanted to yell "Bloody wanker" but Freudian slipped "Karma Police" instead.
In all due seriousness, this is about Molly Bloom. She's making me feel so ill, dear Molly in perpetual bed, I feel as though I need a cardiac arrest from crashing her dinner party. Thank god we're potty trained. |
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| Radiohead – Creep Lyrics
| 23 years ago
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What kind of critique is "what a wonderful song!"? How do you expect me to churn out millions of songs every year with feedback like "what a great song", "groovy", and "better than Pink Floyd"? Guy in love with a girl? Get a grip, this song is the answer to the meaning of life.
This song is NOT about obsession, get it straight. Why don't you critique my musical ability or my voice for a change? How about my sexy choirboy crooning? I got some mad mofo piano skills. Just you wait, the next album is going to blow your lollipop crisps off. |
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