If I was an owl, I would peck your eyes out. Wow this lyric is ****ing brilliant.
I know I'm 38 but I insist that santa claus exists and he raped my mother when I was 9.
It's hard being Thom Yorke. You have to get up every morning and look at that face and not shoot at it with a gun.
Mephostopheles is the name of a male gigolo I knew. When he's reaching up to grab me, I suppose it's an erotic bit of poetry.
I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
Hungry Hungry Hippos is so depressing. You continuously chomp away at those balls and you are alone and it's your birthday.'