(Thom Yorke, Jonny Greenwood, Tom Skinner) | Fear not my love, he's a fat fucking mist
Young bones spat out, girls slitting their wrists
Curtain calling for the kiss, from the nursery rhyme
Behind some rocks, underneath some bridge
(Thom Yorke, Jonny Greenwood, Tom Skinner) | Fear not my love, he's a fat fucking mist
Young bones spat out, girls slitting their wrists
Curtain calling for the kiss, from the nursery rhyme
Behind some rocks, underneath some bridge
Some gangster troll promising the moon
Yeah right
Sleep tight
All night
[Verse 2]
Some kid, in golden chains, two slippery ropes
A lonely stitch, left to be unpicked, including my left foot
Let the lights down low, bunga bunga or
You'll never work in television again
Yeah right
[Verse 3]
He chews 'em up, he spits 'em out
It's whatshisname, the genie man
Mechanical, mechanical
All those beautiful young hopes and dreams
Devoured by those evil eyes and those piggy limbs
You sad fuck, you throw small change
Take your dirty hands off my love
[Outro]
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been
Strach nie moja láska, je to tučná hmla
Mladé kosti, dievčatá, dievčatá, ktorým zápästia
Opona volania pre bozk, z detského rýmu
Za niektoré skaly, pod nejakým mostom
Niektorí gangster troll sľubuje mesiac
Áno, správne
SPI sladko
Celú noc
[Verš 2]
Niektoré dieťa, v zlaté reťaze, dva klzké laná
Osamelý steh, vľavo, aby bol nespochybnený, vrátane mojej ľavej nohy
Nechať svetlá dole, Bunga Bunga alebo
Už nikdy nebudete pracovať v televízii
Áno, správne
[Verš 3]
Žuva 'em hore, spieva "em
Je to Whatshisname, Genie Man
Mechanické, mechanické
Všetky tie krásne mladé nádeje a sny
Pohltený tým, že tie zlé oči a tie prasiatko
Si smutný kurva, hodíte malú zmenu
Vezmite si svoje špinavé ruky z mojej lásky
[OUTRO]
Neba vie, kde ste boli
Neba vie, kde ste boli
Neba vie, kde ste boli
Neba vie, kde ste boli
Neba vie, kde ste boli