Kid A, Kid A Kid A, Kid A Everything Everything Everything Everything in its right place In its right place In its right place In its right place
not me I go Where I please I walk through walls I float down the Liffey I'm not here This isn't happening I'm not here I'm not here In a little
lost my way You're living in a fantasy You're living in a fantasy You're living in a fantasy This beautiful world Being the first in the Irish Sea I got a
Who's in a bunker? Who's in a bunker? Women and children first And the children first And the children I'll laugh until my head comes off I'll
I slipped away I slipped on a little white lie We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists
Everybody wants to be a singer Walking walking walking... The lights are on but nobody's at home Everybody wants to be a Everyone wants to be a friend
Red wine and sleeping pills Help me get back to your arms Cheap sex and sad films Help me get back where I belong I think you're crazy, maybe I
The best you can is good enough This one's optimistic This one went to market This one just came out of the swamp This one dropped a payload Fodder
Everyone Everyone around here Everyone is so near What's going on? What's going on? Everyone Everyone is so near Everyone has got the fear What
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Who's in a bunker? Who's in a bunker? Women and children first And the children first And the children I'll laugh until my head comes off I'll swallow
The best you can is good enough This one's optimistic This one went to market This one just came out of the swamp This one drops a payload Fodder for
Everyone Everyone around here Everyone is so near It's holding on It's holding on Everyone Everyone is so near Everyone has got the fear It's holding
Red wine and sleeping pills Help me get back to your arms Cheap sex and sad films Help me get back where I belong I think you're crazy, maybe I think
The morning bell The morning bell Light another candle and Release me Release me You can keep the furniture A bump on the head Howling down the chimney
Lundy, Fastnet, Irish Sea I got a message I can't read I got a message I can't read Lundy, Fastnet, Irish Sea I got a message I can't read I got a message
That's not me I go Where I please I walk through walls I float down the Liffey I'm not here This isn't happening I'm not here I'm not here In a little
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