Where are you sleeping tonight? Face down in the mud? That's a British tradition: Take acid and fall asleep in some field.

How come I end up where I started How come I end up where I belong... You used to be alright What happened?

I agree with whoever said Spice Girls are soft port. They're the antichrist.

When I was four I read the story of horton hears a who and I cried. I wanted to eat that elephant.

Sometimes we and the members of Coldplay have an orgy together, (Martin) insists we don't invite any women, but I always invite a few. Usually I sing Fake Plastic Trees while he reams me from behind *Laughs* It wears me out *laughs*.

I have multiple personalities, but, being a fairly uncreative individual, they are all Thom Yorke.

Occasionally I'll just pull out a rifle and shoot one of my audience members. So far there have been no complaints filed.