Lyrics:  Kid A:  Everything In It's Right Place

Kid A Kid A Kid A Kid A
Everything, everything, everything, everything
in its right place
in its right place
in its right place
right place

Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon

Everything, everything, everything
in its right place
in its right place
in its right place
right place

There are two colours in my head
There are two colours in my head
What is that you tried to say
What was that you tried to say
tried to say, tried to say
tried to say, tried to say
everything in its right place

Lyrics:  Kid A:  Kid A

I slip away
I slipped on a little white lie

We've got heads on sticks
You've got ventriloquists
We've got heads on sticks
You've got ventriloquists

Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed

The rats and children follow me out of town
rats and children follow me out of their homes
Come on kids

Lyrics:  Kid A:  The National Anthem

Everyone
Everyone around here
Everyone who's so near
Is holding on
Is holding on
And everyone
everyone who's so near
everyone who's got the fear
Is holding on
Is holding on
Is holding on
Is holding on
Is holding on

Lyrics:  Kid A:  How To Disappear Completely

That there, that's not me
I go where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here, this isn't happening
I'm not here, I'm not here

In a little while, I'll be gone
the moments already passed
yeah it's gone
and I'm not here, this isn't happening
I'm not here, I'm not here

Strobe lights and blowing speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
i'm not here, this isn't happening
I'm not here, I'm not here
Here
Here
Here
Here
Here
Here
Here
Here
Here
Here

Lyrics:  Kid A:  Treefingers

Instrumental.  No Lyrics.

Lyrics:  Kid A:  Optimistic

Flies are buzzing round my head
Vultures circling the dead
Picking up every last crumb
The big fish eat the little ones
The big fish eat the little ones
Not my problem give me some

You can try the best you can
You can try the best you can
The best you can is good enough
You can try the best you can
You can try the best you can
The best you can is good enough

This one's optimistic
This one went to market
This one just came out of the swamp
This one drops a payload
Fodder for the animals
living on animal farm

You can try the best you can
You can try the best you can
The best you can is good enough
You can try the best you can
You can try the best you can
The best you can is good enough

I'd really like to help you man
I'd really like to help you man
Nervous messed up marionette
Floating around on a prison ship

You can try the best you can
You can try the best you can
The best you can is good enough
You can try the best you can
You can try the best you can
Dinosaurs roaming the earth
Dinosaurs roaming the earth
Dinosaurs roaming the earth

Lyrics:  Kid A:  In Limbo

Lundy fastnet Irish sea
I got a message I can't read
I got a message I can't read
Lundy fastnet Irish sea
I got a message I can't read
I got a message I can't read

I'm on your side
Nowhere to hide
Trapdoors that open
I spiral down

You're living in a fantasy world
You're living in a fantasy world

I'm lost at sea
Don't bother me
I've lost my way
I've lost my way

You're living in a fantasy world
You're living in a fantasy world
You're living in a fantasy world

The most beautiful woman in the world
Come back
Come back
Come back

Lyrics:  Kid A:  Idioteque

Who's in the bunker
Who's in the bunker
Women and children first
And the children
I laugh until my head comes off
I swallow 'til I burst
until I burst
until I

Who's in the bunker
Who's in the bunker
I have seen too much
You haven't seen enough
You haven't seen
I laugh until my head comes off
Women and children first
and children first
and children

Here I'm alive, everything all of the time
Here I'm alive, everything all of the time

Ice age coming
Ice age coming
Let me hear both sides
Let me hear both sides
Let me hear both
Ice age coming
Ice age coming
Throw him in the fire
Throw him in the fire
Throw him on the
We're not scaremongering
This is really happening, happening
We're not scaremongering
This is really happening, happening

Mobiles working
Mobiles chirping
Take the money run
Take the money and run
Take the money

Here I'm alive, everything all of the time
Here I'm alive, everything all of the time
Here I'm alive, everything all of the time
Here I'm alive, everything all of the time

The first of the children

Lyrics:  Kid A:  Morning Bell

Morning bell
Morning Bell
Light another candle
Release me
Release me

You can keep the furniture
A bump on the head
Howling down the chimney
Release me
Release me
Please
Release me
Release me

Where'd you park the car?
Where'd you park the car?
Clothes are all along with the furniture
Now I might as well
I might as well
Sleepy Jack the fire drill
Round and round and round and round and round and round

Cut the kids in half
Cut the kids in half
Cut the kids in half

I wanted to tell you but you never listen
you never
I want to tell you but you never listen
I'll tell you cos I'm walking, walking, walking, walking...
The lights on but nobody's home
Everyone wants to be a
Everyone wants to be your friend
Nobody wants to be a
Cos I'm walking, walking, walking, walking...
The lights on but nobody's home
Everyone wants to be a
Everyone wants to be your friend
Nobody wants to be a
I'll tell you cos I'm walking, walking, walking, walking...

Lyrics:  Kid A:  Motion Picture Soundtrack

Red wine
and sleeping pills
help me get back to your arms
cheap sex, and sad films
Help me get where I belong

I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe

Stop sending letters
Letters always get burned
It's not like the movies
they fed us on little white lies
I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe
I will see you in the next life

All above lyrics Copyright © 2000 EMI Records Ltd.  All Rights Reserved.

"Eaten and regurgitated repackaged in prissy little boxes."

Copyright © 2001 BJC.  All Rights Reserved.