I've been working hard on a new song, it's titled "Frozen Piggy Pudding". It's about how the government is full of pigs who eat pudding all day. Oh look a frisbee, allo' govna.
I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here.
It's not so much that I'm an atheist so much as the sneaking suspicion that I myself may be god
Getting everything you want has nothing to do with anything.
And the moral of the story is I'm Thom Yorke.
And I know I'm paranoid and neurotic, I've made a career out of it.