LYRICS: OK Computer


Airbag

In the next world war
in a jack knifed juggernaut
I am born again

in the neon sign
scrolling up and down
an airbag saved my life

in an intastella burst
I am back to save the universe

in a deep deep sleep
of the innocent completely terrified
I am born again

in a fast german car
I'm amazed that I survived
an airbag saved my life

in an interstellar burst
I am back to save the universe

in an interstellar burst
I am back to save the universe

Paranoid Android

Please could you stop the noise i'm trying to get some rest
from all the unborn chicken voices in my head
what's there
what's there
(my name is paranoid.... i'm your android)

When i am king you will be first against the wall
with your opinion which is of no consequence at all
what's there
what's there
(my name is paranoid.... i'm your android)

ambition makes you look pretty ugly
kicking squealing gucci little piggy

you don't remember
you don't remember
why don't you remember my name
off with his head
off with his head
why don't you remember my name
i guess he does

rain down
rain down
come on rain down
on me
from a great height
from a great height
height
height

rain down
rain down
come on rain down
on me
from a great height
from a great height
height
height

rain down
rain down
come on rain down
on me
from a great height
from a great height
height
height

(while being repeated the 3rd time, another part sings:)
that's it sir you're leaving
the crackle of pig skin,
the dust and the screaming
the yuppies networking,
the panic, the vomit,
the panic, the vomit,
god loves his children,
god loves his children
yeah

Subteranean Homesick Alien [Uptight]

The breath of the morning
I keep forgetten
The smell of the warm summer air

I live in a town
where you can't smell a thing
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement

And up above
aliens hover
Making home movies
for the folks back home

Of all these weird creatures
who lock up their spirits
through holes in themselves
and live full of secrets (not sure of this line)

They're all uptight.......

I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane
late at night when I'm driving
Take me onboard their beautiful ship
Show me the world as I'd love to see it

I tell all my friends
But they never believe me
They'd think that I finally lost it completely
I show them the stars
and the meaning of life
they'd shut me away
but I'll be all right
all right

I'm just uptight.....

Exit Music [For A Film]

wake from your sleep
and dry off your tears
today we escape
we escape

pack and get dressed
before your father hears us
before all hell breaks lose

breathe keep breathing
don't lose your nerve
breathe keep breathing
i can't do this alone

sing us a song
a song to keep us warm
Take such a trip
such a trip

you can laugh
a spinless laugh
overboard and let's come join you
now we all want an everlasting peace

we hope that you choke that you choke
we hope that you choke that you choke
we hope that you choke that you choke
we hope that you choke that you choke

Let Down

Transport motorways and tramlines
starting and then stopping taking off and landing
the emptiest of feelings disappointed people
clinging on to bottles
and when it comes its so
so disappointing
let down and hanging around
crushed like a bug in the ground
let down and hanging around
let down and hanging around
crushed like a bug in the ground
let down and hanging around

____ sets juices flowing and a warm stretch
enter cold cynical and useless
____ _____ ____
one ____ hanging over ____
get a cold reaction, sudden ____ and useless
let down and hanging around
crushed like a bug in the ground
let down and hanging around
crushed like a bug in the ground

let down and hanging around
crushed like a bug in the ground

Karma Police

Karma Police,
arrest this man he,
talks too much,
his voice is like a fridge,
he's like a ditchy radio

Karma Police
arrest this girl she,
stares at me,
as if she own the world,
and we have crashed her party.

This is what you get,
this is what you get,
this is what you get,
when you mess with me.

Karma Police,
I've given all I can,
it's not enough,
I've given all I can,
but we're still off the payroll.

This is what you get,
this is what you get,
this is what you get,
when you mess with me.

And for a minute there,
I lost myself I lost myself,
And for a minute there,
I lost myself I lost myself,

And for a minute there,
I lost myself I lost myself,
And for a minute there,
I lost myself I lost myself.

Fitter Happier

Fitter happier more productive
Comfortable
Not drinking too much
regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week)
getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries
at ease
eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats)
a patient better driver
a safer car (baby smiling in back seat)
sleeping well (no bad dreams)
no paranoia
careful to all animals (no washing spiders down the plughole)
keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then)
will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall)
favours for favours
fond but not in love
charity standing orders
on sunday ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants)
car wash (also on sundays)
no longer afraid of the dark
or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate
nothing so childish
at a better pace
slower and more calculated
no chance of escape
now self-employed
concerned (but powerless)
an empowered and informed member of society (pragmatism not idealism)
will not cry in public
less chance of illness
tyres that grip in the wet (shot of baby strapped in back seat)
a good memory
still cries at a good film
still kisses with saliva
no longer empty and frantic
like a cat
tied to a stick
that's driven into
frozen winter shit (the ability to laugh at weakness)
calm
fitter, healthier and more productive
a pig
in a cage
on antibiotics

Electioneering

I will stop,
I will stop for nothing.
Say the right things,
We're electioneering.

I trust I can rely on your vote.

When I go forwards,
You go backwards,
And somewhere we will meet.

Riot shields
Voodoo economics
It's just business,
Cattle prods and the IMF

I go forwards,
You go backwards,
Somewhere we will meet.

Climbing Up The Walls

I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection

I am her face when she sleeps tonight
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
We are friends till we die

Either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls

it's always best when the light is off
It's always better on the outside
In the crack of your waning smile
Fifteen blows to the skull

Tuck the kids in safe tonight
And shut the eyes in the cupboard
Do not cry out or hit the panic button
Hit the alarm
You'll get the loneliest feeling
That either way you turn I'll be there
Open up your skull I'll be there
Climbing up the walls

No Surprises

heart that's filled up like a landfill
a job that slowly kills you
bruises that won't heal
You look so tired; happy
bring down the government
they don't they don't speak for her
I'll take a quiet life
a handshake of carbon monoxide
no more alarms and no surprises
no more alarms and no surprises
no more alarms and no surprises

silence,
silence,
this is my fianl fit, my fianl bellyache with
(thom sings: Ed sings:)
no alarms and no surprises I'm so happy now
no alarms and no surprises I'm so happy now
no alarms and no surprises I'm so happy now
Sunshine, pretty as the sunshine, pretty God
no more alarms and no surprises
no more alarms and no surprises
no more alarms and no surprises

Lucky

I'm on a roll,
I'm on a roll....this time,
I feel my luck could change.
Kill me Sarah
Kill me again....with love.
It's gonna be a glorious day.

Pull me out of the aircrash,
Pull me out of the wreck,
Cause I'm your superhero
leave you standing on the edge

the head of state is calling my name
but i don't have time for you
It's gonna be a glorious day
I feel my luck could change

Pull me out of the aircrash,
Pull me out of the wreck,
Cause I'm your superhero
leave you standing on the edge

leave you standing on the edge

The Tourist

A box that no one else but me
Like it's seen a ghost
I guess they'd seen this box before
No one else would know

Hey man, slow down
slow down
Idiot, slow down
slow down

Sometimes I get off the job
That's when you see spots
They ask me where the hell I'm going
A thousand feet per second

Hey man, slow down
slow down
Idiot, slow down
slow down

Hey man, slow down
slow down
Idiot, slow down
slow down

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