Please, could you stop the noise? I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my headWhat's that?
(I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that?
(I may be paranoid, but not an android)When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at allWhat's that?
(I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that?
(I may be paranoid, but no android)Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking, squealing Gucci little piggyYou don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name?
I guess he doesRain down
Rain down, come on
Rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height, heightRain down
Rain down, come on
Rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height, heightThat's it, sir, you're leaving (rain down)
The crackle of pigskin (rain down, come on)
The dust and the screaming (rain down on me)
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit (from a great height)
The panic, the vomit (from a great height)
God loves his children
God loves his children, yeah
Composição: Colin Greenwood / Ed O'Brien / Jonny Greenwood / Phil Selway / Thom Yorke.
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