And the moral of the story is I'm Thom Yorke.

I was abducted by aliens as a boy. Aliens is the name of a pedophile who lived in my alley.

I ultimately decided that I couldn't beat it more than three times a day, (I) was just too drained and chapped. That's what Radiohead is about. You're just drained and chapped, down there.

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

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

It's impossible being me, I radiate a glow that makes others turn and grimace in horror as if staring into the sun.

I'm still not certain on the nature of the spork, whether it is a fork and a spoon, or a fork and a knife mixed together, or maybe a fork and a fork on top. Life is full of mysteries yeah man