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Airbag
In The Next World War
In a Jacknifed Juggernaut
I am born again
In the neon sign scrolling up and down
I am born again
In an intastella burst I am back to save the universe
In a deep, deep sleep of the innocent
I am born again
In a fast German car
I'm amazed that I survived
An airbag saved my life
In an intastella burst I am back to save the universe
In an intastella burst I am back to save the universe
In an intastella burst I am back to save the universe
Paranoid Android
Please could you stop the noise I'm tryin to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's that?
What's that?
When I am king you will be first against the wall
With your opinions which are of no consequence at all
What's that?
What's that?
Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking screaming gucci little piggy
You don't remember, you don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head man, off with his head!
Why won't he remember my name?
I guess he does
Raindown raindown come and raindown on me
From a great height, from a great haaaeeeeeiii. haaaaeeeeeiiii
Raindown rain down come and rain down on me
From a great height, from a great aaaaaeeeeee
[(previous verse continues into this)]
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
Subterranean Homesick Alien
The breath of the morning
i keep forgetting 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
High up above aliens hover
Making home movies for the folks back home
Of all of these weird creatures who lock up their spirits
Drill holes in themselves and live for their secrets.
They're all uptight, uptight
Uptight, uptight
Uptight, 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'd tell all my friends but they'd never believe me
They'd think that I've finally lost it completely
I'd show them the stars and the meaning of life
They'd shut me away
But I'd be alright
Alright
I'm alright
Alright
I'm just uptight, uptight
Uptight, uptight
Uptight, uptight
Uptight, uptight
Exit Music (For A Film)
Wake from your sleep
and dry all your tears
Today we escape
We escape
Pack and get dressed
Before your father hears us
Before all Hell breaks loose
Breathe, keep breathing
Don't loose your nerve
Breathe, keep breathing
I can't do this alone
Sing us a song
A song to keep us warm
There's such a chill
Such a chill
You can laugh
A spineless laugh
We hope your rules and wisdom choke you
Now we are one
In 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
Let Down
Transport
Motorways and tramlines
Starting and then stopping
Taking off and landing
The emptiest of feelings
Disappointed people
Clinging onto bottles
When it comes it's so so disappointing
Let down and hanging on
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around
Shell smashed
Juices flowing
Wings twitch
Legs are going
Don't get sentimental
It always ends up drivel
One day
I am gonna grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around
You know
You know where you are with
You know where you are with
Floor collapses floating bouncing back
And one day you'll know where you are
One day
I am gonna grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around
Karma Police
Karma police arrest this man
He talks in maths, he buzzes like a fridge
He's like a detuned radio
Karma police arrest this girl
Her hitler hairdo is makin me feel ill
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 us
Karma police I've given all i can
It's not enough
I've given all I can
But we're still on the payroll
This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us
For a minute there I lost myself
I lost myself
For a minute there I lost myself
I lost myself
For a minute there I lost myself
I lost myself
For a minute there I lost myself
I lost myself
Fitter Happier
Fitter happier
More productive
Comfortable
Not drinking too much
Regular excersise 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 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
When electioneering
I trust I can rely on your vote
When I go forwards
You go backwards
Somewhere we will meet
When I go forwards
You go backwards
And somewhere we will meet
Riot shields
Voodoo economics
It's just buisiness
Cattle prods and the IMF
I trust i can rely on your vote
When I go forwards
You go backwards
Somewhere we will meet
When I go forwards
You go backwards
And 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 your face when she sleeps tonight
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry or hit the alarm
We are friends till we die
And 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 not on
It's always better on the outside
15 blows to the back of the head
So lock the kids up safe tonight
And shut the eyes in the cupboard,
Do not cry out or 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
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
No Surprises
A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired and happy
Bring down the government
They don't
They don't speak for us
I'll take a quiet life
A handshake
Some carbon monoxide
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent
Silent
This is my final fit
My final bellyache with
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please
Such a pretty house and such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please
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 lake
Cause I'm your superhero
We are standing on the edge
The head of state has called for me by name
But i don't have time for him
It's gonna be a glorius day
I feel my luck could change
Pull me out of the aircrash
Pull me out of the lake
Cause I'm your superhero
We are standing on the edge
We are standing on the edge
The Tourist
It barks at no-one else but me
Like its seen a ghost
I guess it's seen the sparks a-flowin
No-one else would know
Hey man, slow down
Slow down
Idiot, slow down
Slow down
Sometimes I get over charged
That's when you see sparks
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