Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light to chase a feather in the wind, within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight there moves a thread that has no end.
Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light to chase a feather in the wind, within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight there moves a thread that has no end.
Breathe, breathe in the air, don’t be afraid to care.
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.
Naughty boys in nasty schools, headmaster’s breaking all the rules, having fun and playing fools, smashing up the woodwork tools.
Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry.
Can’t stop now, don’t you know I ain’t never gonna let you go, don’t go.
Rock, rock, ’til you drop. Rock, rock, never stop.
It’s the time of the season for loving.
In touch with the ground, I’m on the hunt I’m after you. A scent and a sound, I’m lost and I’m found, and I’m hungry like the wolf.
Oh, has the world changed, or have I changed?
Hush, hush, I thought I heard her calling my name now.
Feel good from morning till the end of the day.
Safe in the heat of the moment, a stillness that comes to me when I’m close to you.
This is my generation.
Rock the Casbah.
He’s a pinball wizard, there has got to be a twist – a pinball wizard’s got such a supple wrist.
I’ll tell you once more before I get off the floor: don’t bring me down.
Girl, I want to be with you all of the time – all day and all of the night.
Won’t someone help me to break up this crown – let’s all drink to the death of a clown.
What’s so funny ’bout peace, love and understanding?
Got to get a hold of myself, got to make believe I don’t care.
Made up my mind to make a new start, going to California with an aching in my heart.
I ain’t freaking, I ain’t faking this – shut up and let me go.
Look into the wall of my mind’s eye. I think I know but I don’t know why. The questions are the answers you might need.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
I’m so tired of playing, playing with this bow and arrow. Gonna give my heart away, leave it to the other girls to play.
Crazy, toys in the attic, truly gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away!
Rust in the mountain, rust in the brain, the air is sacred here in spite of your claim.
Why do we have to carry on? Always singing the same old song.
Well up came that first cat, he said, “Man, look at that! Man do you see what I see?”
I’m just a soul whose intentions are good. Oh lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood.
I’m in the mood, the rhythm is right. Move to the music, we can roll all night.
Sometimes I feel I’ve got to run away. I’ve got to get away from the pain you drive into the heart of me.
No crime if there ain’t no law, no cops left to mess you around, no more dreams of mystery chords, no more sight to bring you down.
Well, the night was falling as the desert world began to settle down. In the town they’re searching for us everywhere but we never will be found.
Give us a kiss and maybe we can go out – it’s hard to miss you when you follow us about.
Watching the people get lairy, it’s not very pretty I tell thee – walking through town is quite scary.
But if you’ve lost your faith in love and music the end won’t be long. Because if it’s gone for you then I too may lose it and that that would be wrong.
Every time I come here I’m not sure what to say. I know it should be easy but it never seems that way.
It’s dark and eerie and it’s really late, come on kids don’t hesitate.
Like a desert sun that burns my skin, I’ve been waiting for her for so long.
I’ve been waiting so long to be where I’m going, in the sunshine of your love.
I don’t know where I’m going, but I sure know where I’ve been.
I’m not gonna get too sentimental like those other sticky valentines.
Yeah, smokestack lightning. Don’t you hear me calling?
Every little thing the reflex does leaves you answered with a question mark.
So many times I used to give a sign. Got this feeling, gonna lose my mind.
Destroyed by MTV, I hate to bite the hand that feeds me.
Livin’, lovin’ on the run, so far away from you.
A surprisingly warm tone gives way to something more fractured, shattered, and eventually becomes somewhat haunting. Well, this is Radiohead, right?