• 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

    Up above
    Aliens hover
    Making home movies
    For the folks back home

    Of all these weird creatures
    Who lock up their spirits
    Drill holes in themselves
    And live for their secrets

    They're all uptight
    Uptight..

    I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane
    Late at night when I'm driving
    Take me on board 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
    They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely

    I'd show them the stars
    And the meaning of life
    They'd shut me away
    But I'd be all right
    All right..

    I'm just uptight
    Uptight..

    Radiohead


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