"Subterranean Homesick Alien" lyrics
"Subterranean Homesick Alien"
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
Uptight, uptight
Uptight, uptight
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 me
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 alright, alright
Mom, I'm alright, alright
I'm just uptight, uptight
Uptight, uptight
Uptight, uptight
Uptight, uptight
Uptight
Thanks to Eli Heidlebaugh for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Philip James Selway, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Colin Charles Greenwood, Edward John O'Brien, Thomas Edward Yorke
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- Radiohead Lyrics
album:
"OK Computer" (1997)
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