Toda mi cabeza es un radio.

Don't get any big ideas they're not gonna happen You paint yourself white and feel up with noise but there'll be something missing

Now that you've found it, it's gone Now that you feel it, you don't You've gone off the rails

So don't get any big ideas they're not going to happen You'll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking


A veces Thom Yorke añade la siguiente estrofa cuando la toca en directo:

She stands stark naked and she beckons you to bed don't go, you'll only want to come back again

Muchos gritos, muchas buenas imágenes, muy buen día lleno de charcos.