I don't write lyrics, the lyrics write Thom Yorke

I could not extrapolate some emotion from any song after 1997 so I bought a drum machine and popped pills. The pink ones make me funny like elephants!

Imagine? Yeah I can imagine John Lennon being dead.

Metaphorically I am made of chairs. It's a metaphor though. That means I am not actually made of the chairs.

The society, is, a dishwasher, where all the water, is, dead chipmunk blood. God I'm brilliant.

Isn't it strange how someone can be both human and divine at the same time? I am referring, of course, to myself.

There are a lot of things I cannot do, such as eat books and read chicken.