Myxomatosis

Artists : Radiohead : Myxomatosis

The mongrel cat came home,
Holding half a head...
Proceeded to show it off,
To all his new found friends...
He said, "I been where I liked,
I slept with who I liked...
She ate me up for breakfast,
And screwed me in a vice..."

"And now I don't know why,
I feel so tongue-tied..."

I sat in the cupboard,
And wrote it down and neat...
They were cheering and waving,
Cheering and waving,
Twitching and salivating like with myxomatosis,
But it got edited fucked up,
Strangled, beaten up,
Used as a photo in Time magazine,
Buried in a burning black hole in Devon...

"I don't know why,
I feel so tongue-tied..."

"Don't know why,
I feel so skinned alive..."

My thoughts are misguided and a little naive,
I twitch and I salivate like with myxomatosis...
You should put me in a home or you should put me down,
I got myxomatosis...
I got myxomatosis...

"Now no one likes a smart ass but we all like stars..."
That wasn't my intention, I did it for a reason,
It must have got mixed up,
Strangled, beaten up,
I got myxomatosis....
I got myxomatosis....

"I don't know why,
I feel so tongue-tied..."