Текст песни 1997 OK Computer - Radiohead - Subterranean Homesick Alien

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a breath of fresh morning -
and i forget
the smell of a warm summer day
in my city you
sniff nothing;
here they look at their feet
and bypass the pits

and aliens fly in the sky above us
and they shoot films here
to show at home
these strange creatures,
who lock their souls
they make holes in themselves
and live for secrets

All of them
so tight, so
clamped, clamped

let the ship land
on a country lane - on a dark night,
so that I ride alongside;
let them take me on board, let the world show me - the way I want to see it

I'll tell all my friends, but they won't believe
(they will decide, my roof flew away completely)
I will reveal to them the stars and the meaning of this life,
and they will brush it off - well, not fatal!
no problem! no problem!
I'm ok

only now - I'm twisted
and squeezed! clamped!
clamped! clamped!

The breath of the morning
I keep forgetting
The smell of the warm summer air

I live in a town
Where you can't smell a thing
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement

Up above
Aliens hover
Making home movies
For the folks back home

Of all these weird creatures
Who lock up their spirits
Drill holes in themselves
And live for their secrets

They're all uptight
Uptight .. (x7)

I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane
Late at night when I'm driving
Take me on board their beautiful ship
Show me the world as I'd love to see it

I'd tell all my friends
But they'd never believe
They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely

I'd show them the stars
And the meaning of life
They'd shut me away
But I'd be all right
All right ..

I'm just uptight
Uptight .. (x7)