MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
thom yorke - a rat s nest
Clicks on the phone
I cannot help you
Caught by your work
Caught in a rat's nest
Eat our young
Chew through wires
Sewn up in stitches, stitches
Deny all knowledge
Paragraph five
Subsection B
The committee is content, content
To live in a rat's nest
Rat's nest
thom yorke - all for the best
waking up, and the bed was made
no one looked me in the eye
the more I try, the more I cry
and it's all for the best
watched my brother cutting grass outside
Sitting on the porch, he told me
it's a long way to go
before we can rest
and it's all for the best
(guitar solo)
You're so beautiful it's a sin
On a lonely lazy morning
And when I see you rocking back and forth
Whispering that it's all for the best
one day the storm will roll away
and soon you'll see
you're far away from home but never far away from me
and that's all for the best
(harmonica solo)
and say you love me
Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done
and walk away from trouble at the end of the day
Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done
and walk away from trouble at the end of the day
Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done
and walk away from trouble at the end of the day
Say you love me
Say you love me
Say you love me
Say you love me
Say you love me
Let's just say you love me
thom yorke - analyse
A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibilty
You're born and raised across the street
In algebra, in algebra
The fences that you cannot climb
The sentences that do not rhyme
In all that you can ever change
The one you're looking for
It gets you down
It gets you down
There's no spark
No light in the dark
It gets you down
It gets you down
You travel far
What have you found
When there's no time
There's no time
To analyse
To think things through
To make sense
Like cows in the city, they never looked so pretty
By power carts and blackouts
Sleeping like babies
It gets you down
It gets you down
You're just playing a part
You're just playing a part
You're playing a part
Playing a part
When there's no time
There's no time
To Analyse
Analyse
Analyse
thom yorke - and it rained all night
And it rained all night and washed the filfth away
Down New York airconditioned drains
The click click clack of the heavy black trains
A million engines in neutral
The tick tock tick of a ticking timebomb
Fifty feet of concrete underground
One little leak becomes a lake
Says the tiny voice in my earpiece
So I give in to the rhythm
The click click clack
I'm too wasted to fight back
Tick tack goes the pendulum on the old grandfather clock
I can see you
But I can never reach you
And it rained all night and then all day
The drops were the size of your hands and face
The worms come out to see what's up
We pull the cars up from the river
It's relentless
Invisible
Indefatigable
Indisputable
Undeniable
So how come it looks so beautiful?
How come the moon falls from the sky?
I can see you
But I can never reach you
I can see you
But I can never reach you
thom yorke - atoms for peace
No more going to the dark side with your flying saucer eyes
No more falling down a wormhole that I have to pull you out
The wriggling, twiggling worm beside devours from the inside out
No more talk about the old days
It's time for something great
I want you to get out
And make it work
So many lies
So many lies
So many lies
So feel the love come off of them
And take me in your arms
Peel all of your layers off
I want to eat your artichoke heart
No more leaky holes in your brain
And no more false starts
I wanna get out
And make it work
So many lies
So many lies
So many lies
So feel the love come off of them
And take me in your arms
I wanna get out
And make it work
I want you to get out
And make it work
I'll be ok
So many lies
So many lies
So many lies
So feel the love come off of them
And take me in your arms
thom yorke - black swan
What will grow quickly, that you can't make straight
It's the price you gotta pay
Do yourself a favour and pack you bags
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And laid down in the bed you made
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn't happening
No, it just isn't happening
And it's fucked up, fucked up
And this is fucked up, fucked up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it's not.
But it isn't, but it isn't
You cannot kickstart a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don't care what the future holds
Cause I'm right here and I'm today
With your fingers you can touch me
I'm your black swan, black swan
But I made it to the top, made it to the top
This is fucked up, fucked up
You are fucked up, fucked up
This is fucked up, fucked up
Be your black swan, black swan
I'm for spare parts, broken up
thom yorke - cymbal rush
Try to save it but it doesnt come off the rock
Try to build a wall that is high enough
It's all boiling over a
All boiling over
Try to save your house
Try to save your songs
Try to run
But it follows you up a hill
It's all boiling over
All boiling over
Your little voice
Your little voice
No more conversation
No more conversation
You should took me out when you had the chance
You should took me out when you had the chance
All the rooms were numbered
And the losers turned away
Don't turn away
Don't turn away
thom yorke - feeling pulled apart by horses
Feeling pulled apart by horses
Insect bytes, machine gun cameras
Fobbed off with lame shite excuses
I've no sons
But i've no daughters
Feeling pulled apart by horses
thom yorke - harrowdown hill
Don't walk the plank like I did
You'll be dispensed with
When you've become inconvienent
In the harrowdown hill
Where you used to go to school
Thats where I am
Thats where I'm lying down
Did I fall or was I pushed?
Did I fall or was I pushed?
And where's the blood?
And where's the blood?
But I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes
We think the same things at the same time
We just can't do anything about it
We think the same things at the same time
We just can't do anything about it
So don't ask me
Ask the ministry
Don't ask me
Ask the ministry
We think the same things at the same time
There are so many of us
So you can't count
We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count
Can you see me when I'm running?
Can you see me when I'm running?
Away from them
Away from them
I can't take their pressure
No one cares if you live or die
They just want me gone
They want me gone
But I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes
We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it
We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't
There are too many of us
So you can't count
It was me led into the backroom in Harrowdown Hill
It was me led into the backroom in Harrowdown Hill
It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
I feel me slipping in and out of conciousness
I feel me slipping in and out of conciousness
I feel me
thom yorke - hearing damage
A tear in my brain
Allows the voices in
They wanna push you off the path
With their frequency wires
And you can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
A drunken salesman
Your hearing damage
Your mind is restless
They say you?re getting better
But you don?t feel any better
Your speakers are blowing
Your ears are wrecking
Your hearing damage
You wish you felt better
You wish you felt better
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
In my
In my eyes
In my eyes
In my eyes
thom yorke - iluvya
you luv me (repete várias vezes)
I luv ya
Le son venait de la rue
I luv ya
I luv ya
I luv ya
thom yorke - jetstream
This is a free seat
Which way you heading?
You keep pushing and you keep pushing
Between the wheel crack
And the moonbeams
'Coz it goes from where we're heading
The gleaming teeth
Of the imagery
I can hear some people laughing
This is a stitch-up
And I'm not willing
So I'm turning you off when I'm counting
I regret
I turn the clock back
To where I wasn't taken in
I jump out of the window
And get lost in the jetstream
This is a ghost coach
And we're arriving
Down to canyon spirit
Between the wheel crack
And the moonbeams
I can hear some people laughing
We need a rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
I'm not sure I will make it
You are a fool
And this is over
Over the cliffs of Dover
I regret
I turn the clock back
To where I wasn't taken in
I jump out of the window
And get lost in the jetstream
You're beautiful
Until I get close
You have the eyes of a mountain goat
A cold religion
A bad smell
And a strap broke in my hand
And I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
Turn back
I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
Turn back
Turn back
I wanna turn back
We need a rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
A fucking rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
We need a rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
A fucking rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
We need a rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
A fucking rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
We need a rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
A fucking rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
I wanna back
I wanna back
I wanna turn back
Turn back
thom yorke - lotus flower
I will sneak myself into your pocket
invisible, do what you want, do what you want
I will sink and I will disappear
I will slip into the groove and cut me up
there's an empty space inside my heart
where the wings take root
so now I'll set you free
I'll set you free
there's an empty space inside my heart
and it won't take root
tonight I'll set you free
I'll set you free
slowly we unfold
as lotus flowers
and all I want is the moon upon a stick
dancing around the pit
just to see what it is
I can't kick the habit
just to feed your fast ballooning head
listen to your heart
we will sink and be quiet as mice
While the cat is away and do what we want
do what we want
there's an empty space inside my heart
and now it won't take root
and now I set you free
I set you free
cause all I want is the moon upon a stick
just to see what it is
just to see what gives
take the lotus flowers into my room
slowly we unfold
as lotus flowers
all I want is the moon upon a stick
dance around a pit
the darkness is beneath
I can't kick the habit
just to feed my fast ballooning head
listen to your heart
thom yorke - open the floodgates
don't bore us
get to the chorus
open the floodgates
we want the good bits
without the bullshit
and no heartache
hold on
no pain and
no suffering
and no one gets hurt
we absolve you
we absolve you
open the floodgates
hold on
thom yorke - skip divided
i'm in a skip divided malfunction
i flap around and dive bomb
frantically around your light
enveloped in a sad distraction
i got your voice repeating endlessly
could you guide me in?
could you smother me?
i swoop around your head
but I never hit
i'm blinded by your daylight
electric veins pass through me
i thought there was this big connection
i only got my name i only got this situation
i just need a number and location
without appropriate papers or permissions
i'm known to like tight situations
and then i head into your french windows
i thought there was this big connection
i only got my name i only got my situation
i just need my number and location
and the wall keeps telling me
hey hey
the devil may
you are a fool for sticking round
i've done every trick in the book
i tried to look at you
every trick in the book
how come i look?
no more common dress or elliptical caress
don't look into your eyes cause i'm desperately in love
when you walk in a room everything disappears
when you walk in a room it's a terrible mess
when you walk in a room i start to melt
when you walk in a room i follow you round
like a dog, i'm a dog, i'm a lapdog
i'm your lapdog, yeah
i just got a number and location
i just need my number and location
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