Radiohead

One two three four

Wakey wakey, rise and shine
It's on again, off again, on again
Watch me fall like dominoes
In pretty patterns
Fingers in the blackbird pie
I'm tingling, tingling, tingling
It's what you feel now, what you ought to What you ought to …
Reasonable and sensible
Dead from the neck up
Because I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
we thought you had it in you
But not, not, not
For no real reason

Squeeze the tubes and empty bottles
And take a bow, take a bow, take a bow
It's what you feel now, what you ought to What you ought to…
An elephant that's in the room
Is tumbling, tumbling, tumbling
In duplicate and triplicate and
Plastic bags and …
Duplicate and triplicate
Dead from the neck up
I guess I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
We thought you had it in you
But not, not, not
Exactly where do you get off ?
Is enough, is enough
I love you but enough is enough,
Enough, the last stop
There's no real reason

You've got a head full of feathers
You've got melted to butter