씨네21 Review :: 2006-07-28
Subject : 검소한 사운드로 들려주는 냉소,
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INTRODUCTION라디오헤드의 리드싱어이자 작곡자이며, 솔로 활동도 겸하고 있다. 솔로 아티스트로서 2006년 7월 그의 데뷔 앨범《The Eraser》를 발표했다.
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from Thom Yorke 1집 - The Eraser (2006)
Please excuse me but I got to ask
Are you only being nice Because you want something My fairy tale arrow pierces Be careful how you respond 'Cause you'd not end up in this song I never gave you an encouragement And it's doing me in Doing me in Doing me in Doing me in The more you try to erase me The more, the more The more that I appear Oh the more, the more The more you try the eraser The more, the more The more that you appear You know the answer so why do you ask I am only being nice Because I want someone, something You're like a kitten with a ball of yarn And it's doing me in Doing me in Doing me in Doing me in The more you try to erase me The more, the more The more that I appear Oh the more, the more The more I try to erase you The more, the more The more that you appear No, you're wrong, you're wrong You're wrong, you're wrong You're wrong, you're wrong You're wrong (from lyricsmania.com) |
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from Thom Yorke 1집 - The Eraser (2006)
A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibilty
You roll in reams across the street In algebra, in algebra The fences that you cannot climb The sentences that do not rhyme In all that you can ever change The one you're looking for It gets you down It gets you down There's no spark No light in the dark It gets you down It gets you down You traveled far What have you found That there's no time There's no time To analyse To think things through To make sense Like cows in the city, they never looked so pretty By power carts and blackouts Sleeping like babies It gets you down It gets you down You're just playing a part You're just playing a part You're playing a part Playing a part And there's no time There's no time To analyse Analyse Analyse |
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from Thom Yorke 1집 - The Eraser (2006)
Time is running out for us
But you just move the hands upon the clock You throw coins in the wishing well For us You just move your hands upon the wall It comes to you begging you to stop Wake up But you just move your hands upon the clock Throw coins in the wishing well For us You make believe that you are still in charge (from lyricsmania.com) |
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from Thom Yorke 1집 - The Eraser (2006)
What will grow quickly, that you can't make straight
It's the price you gotta pay Do yourself a favour and pack you bags Buy a ticket and get on the train Buy a ticket and get on the train Cause this is fucked up, fucked up Cause this is fucked up, fucked up People get crushed like biscuit crumbs And laid down in the bed you made You have tried your best to please everyone But it just isn't happening No, it just isn't happening And it's fucked up, fucked up And this is fucked up, fucked up This your blind spot, blind spot It should be obvious, but it's not. But it isn't, but it isn't You cannot kickstart a dead horse You just crush yourself and walk away I don't care what the future holds Cause I'm right here in your arms today With your fingers you can touch me I'm your black swan, black swan But I made it to the top, made it to the top This is fucked up, fucked up You are fucked up, fucked up This is fucked up, fucked up Be your black swan, black swan I'm for spare parts, broken up |
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from Thom Yorke 1집 - The Eraser (2006)
I'm in a skip divided malfunction
I flap around and dive bomb Frantically around your light Enveloped in a sad distraction I got your voice repeating endlessly Could you guide me in? Could you smother me? I swoop around your head But I never hit I'm blinded by your daylight Electric veins pass through me I thought there was this big connection I only got my name I only got the situation I just need a number and location Without appropriate papers or permissions I'm known to bite in tight situations And I head into your french windows I thought there was a big connection I only got my name I only got my situation I just need my number and location And my mum keeps telling me Hey hey hey hey hey hey The devil may Hey hey hey hey hey hey You are a fool [x2] For sticking round [x2] Yeah you are a fool [x2] For sticking round [x2] I tried every trick in the book I tried to look and knew Every trick in the book But how come I look? No more common dress or elliptical caress Don't look into your eyes cause I'm desperately in love In love When you walk in the room everything disappears When you walk in the room it's a terrible mess When you walk in the room I start to melt When you walk in the room I follow you round Like a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a lapdog I'm your lapdog, yeah I just got a number and location I just need my number and location |
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from Thom Yorke 1집 - The Eraser (2006)
No more going to the dark side with your flying saucer eyes
No more falling down a wormhole that I have to pull you out The wriggling, squiggling worm inside Devours from the inside out No more talk about the old days It's time for something great I want you to get out And make it work So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms Peel all of your layers off I want to eat your artichoke heart No more leaky holes in your brain And no false starts I wanna get out And make it work So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms I wanna get out And make it work I want you to get out And make it work I'll be ok So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms |
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from Thom Yorke 1집 - The Eraser (2006)
And it rained all night and washed the filth away
Down New York airconditioned drains The click click clack of the heavy black trains A million engines in neutral The tick tock tick of a ticking timebomb Fifty feet of concrete underground One little leak becomes a lake Says the tiny voice in my earpiece So I give in to the rhythm The click click clack I'm too wasted to fight back Tick tack goes the pendulum on the old grandfather clock I can see you But I can never reach you And it rained all night and then all day The drops were the size of your hands and face The worms come out to see what's up We pull the cars up from the river It's relentless Invisible Indefatigable Indisputable Undeniable So how come it looks so beautiful? How come the moon falls from the sky? I can see you But I can never reach you I can see you But I can never reach you |
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from Thom Yorke 1집 - The Eraser (2006)
Thom Yorke Harrowdown Hill Lyrics
Don’t walk the plank like I did You will be dispensed with When you’ve become inconvienent In the harrowdown hill Where you went to school Thats where I am Thats where I’m lying down Did I fall or was I pushed? Did I fall or was I pushed? And wheres the blood? And wheres the blood? I’m coming home I’m coming home To make it all right So dry your eyes We think the same things at the same time We just cant do anything about it So don’t ask me Ask the ministry Don’t ask me Ask the ministry We think the same things at the same time There are so many of us So you can’t count We think the same things at the same time There are too many of us So you can’t count Can you see me when I’m running? Can you see me when I’m running? Away from them I can’t take their pressure No one cares if you live or die They just want me gone They want me gone I’m coming home I’m coming home To make it all right So dry your eyes We think the same things at the same time We just cant do anything about it We think the same things at the same time There are too many of us So you can’t count It was a slippery slippery slippery slope It was a slippery slippery slippery slope I feel me slipping in and out of conciousness I feel me slipping in and out of conciousness Lyrics > Thom Yorke Lyrics |
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from Thom Yorke 1집 - The Eraser (2006)
Try to save it but it doesnt come off the rock
Try to build a wall that is high enough It's all boiling over a All boiling over Try to save your house Try to save your songs Try to run But it follows you up a hill It's all boiling over All boiling over Your little voice Your little voice No more conversation No more conversation You should took me out when you had the chance You should took me out when you had the chance All the rooms were numbered And the losers turned away Don't turn away Don't turn away |
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from U.N.K.L.E. - Psyence Fiction (1999)
I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Scared of the spotlight You don't come to visit I'm stuck on this bed Thin rubber gloves She laughs when she's crying She cries when she's laughing Fat bloody fingers Are sucking your soul away I'm a rabbit in your headlights Christian suburbanite Washed down the toilet Money to burn Fat bloody fingers Are sucking your soul away [If you're frightened of dying and then you're holding on You'll see devils tearing your life away But, if you've made your peace Then the devils will be angels Freeing you from the Earth... from the Earth] White worms on the underground Caught between stations Butter fingers I'm losing my patience I'm a rabbit in your headlights Christian suburbanite You got money to burn Fat bloody fingers Are sucking your soul away... |
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from Thom Yorke - Harrowdown Hill [ep] (2006)
Thom Yorke Harrowdown Hill Lyrics
Don’t walk the plank like I did You will be dispensed with When you’ve become inconvienent In the harrowdown hill Where you went to school Thats where I am Thats where I’m lying down Did I fall or was I pushed? Did I fall or was I pushed? And wheres the blood? And wheres the blood? I’m coming home I’m coming home To make it all right So dry your eyes We think the same things at the same time We just cant do anything about it So don’t ask me Ask the ministry Don’t ask me Ask the ministry We think the same things at the same time There are so many of us So you can’t count We think the same things at the same time There are too many of us So you can’t count Can you see me when I’m running? Can you see me when I’m running? Away from them I can’t take their pressure No one cares if you live or die They just want me gone They want me gone I’m coming home I’m coming home To make it all right So dry your eyes We think the same things at the same time We just cant do anything about it We think the same things at the same time There are too many of us So you can’t count It was a slippery slippery slippery slope It was a slippery slippery slippery slope I feel me slipping in and out of conciousness I feel me slipping in and out of conciousness Lyrics > Thom Yorke Lyrics |
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from Thom Yorke - Harrowdown Hill [ep] (2006)
Thom Yorke Harrowdown Hill Lyrics
Don’t walk the plank like I did You will be dispensed with When you’ve become inconvienent In the harrowdown hill Where you went to school Thats where I am Thats where I’m lying down Did I fall or was I pushed? Did I fall or was I pushed? And wheres the blood? And wheres the blood? I’m coming home I’m coming home To make it all right So dry your eyes We think the same things at the same time We just cant do anything about it So don’t ask me Ask the ministry Don’t ask me Ask the ministry We think the same things at the same time There are so many of us So you can’t count We think the same things at the same time There are too many of us So you can’t count Can you see me when I’m running? Can you see me when I’m running? Away from them I can’t take their pressure No one cares if you live or die They just want me gone They want me gone I’m coming home I’m coming home To make it all right So dry your eyes We think the same things at the same time We just cant do anything about it We think the same things at the same time There are too many of us So you can’t count It was a slippery slippery slippery slope It was a slippery slippery slippery slope I feel me slipping in and out of conciousness I feel me slipping in and out of conciousness Lyrics > Thom Yorke Lyrics |
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from New Moon : Twilight Vol.2 (뉴문 : 트와일라잇 Vol.2) [omnibus, ost] (2009)
A tear in my brain
Allows the voices in They wanna push you off the path With their frequency wires And you can do no wrong In my eyes In my eyes You can do no wrong In my eyes In my eyes A drunken salesman Your hearing damage Your mind is restless They say you're getting better But you don't feel any better Your speakers are blowing Your ears are wrecking Your hearing damage You wish you felt better You wish you felt better You can do no wrong In my eyes In my eyes You can do no wrong In my eyes In my eyes In my In my eyes In my eyes In my eyes |
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from Thom Yorke - The Eraser Rmxs Pt.1 [single, remix] (2009)
And it rained all night and washed the filth away
Down New York airconditioned drains The click click clack of the heavy black trains A million engines in neutral The tick tock tick of a ticking timebomb Fifty feet of concrete underground One little leak becomes a lake Says the tiny voice in my earpiece So I give in to the rhythm The click click clack I'm too wasted to fight back Tick tack goes the pendulum on the old grandfather clock I can see you But I can never reach you And it rained all night and then all day The drops were the size of your hands and face The worms come out to see what's up We pull the cars up from the river It's relentless Invisible Indefatigable Indisputable Undeniable So how come it looks so beautiful? How come the moon falls from the sky? I can see you But I can never reach you I can see you But I can never reach you |
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from Thom Yorke - The Eraser Rmxs Pt.1 [single, remix] (2009)
I'm in a skip divided malfunction
I flap around and dive bomb Frantically around your light Enveloped in a sad distraction I got your voice repeating endlessly Could you guide me in? Could you smother me? I swoop around your head But I never hit I'm blinded by your daylight Electric veins pass through me I thought there was this big connection I only got my name I only got the situation I just need a number and location Without appropriate papers or permissions I'm known to bite in tight situations And I head into your french windows I thought there was a big connection I only got my name I only got my situation I just need my number and location And my mum keeps telling me Hey hey hey hey hey hey The devil may Hey hey hey hey hey hey You are a fool [x2] For sticking round [x2] Yeah you are a fool [x2] For sticking round [x2] I tried every trick in the book I tried to look and knew Every trick in the book But how come I look? No more common dress or elliptical caress Don't look into your eyes cause I'm desperately in love In love When you walk in the room everything disappears When you walk in the room it's a terrible mess When you walk in the room I start to melt When you walk in the room I follow you round Like a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a lapdog I'm your lapdog, yeah I just got a number and location I just need my number and location |
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from Thom Yorke - The Eraser Rmxs Pt.1 [single, remix] (2009)
A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibilty
You roll in reams across the street In algebra, in algebra The fences that you cannot climb The sentences that do not rhyme In all that you can ever change The one you're looking for It gets you down It gets you down There's no spark No light in the dark It gets you down It gets you down You traveled far What have you found That there's no time There's no time To analyse To think things through To make sense Like cows in the city, they never looked so pretty By power carts and blackouts Sleeping like babies It gets you down It gets you down You're just playing a part You're just playing a part You're playing a part Playing a part And there's no time There's no time To analyse Analyse Analyse |
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from Thom Yorke - The Eraser Rmxs Pt.2 [single, remix] (2009)
No more going to the dark side with your flying saucer eyes
No more falling down a wormhole that I have to pull you out The wriggling, squiggling worm inside Devours from the inside out No more talk about the old days It's time for something great I want you to get out And make it work So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms Peel all of your layers off I want to eat your artichoke heart No more leaky holes in your brain And no false starts I wanna get out And make it work So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms I wanna get out And make it work I want you to get out And make it work I'll be ok So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms |
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from Thom Yorke - The Eraser Rmxs Pt.2 [single, remix] (2009)
What will grow quickly, that you can't make straight
It's the price you gotta pay Do yourself a favour and pack you bags Buy a ticket and get on the train Buy a ticket and get on the train Cause this is fucked up, fucked up Cause this is fucked up, fucked up People get crushed like biscuit crumbs And laid down in the bed you made You have tried your best to please everyone But it just isn't happening No, it just isn't happening And it's fucked up, fucked up And this is fucked up, fucked up This your blind spot, blind spot It should be obvious, but it's not. But it isn't, but it isn't You cannot kickstart a dead horse You just crush yourself and walk away I don't care what the future holds Cause I'm right here in your arms today With your fingers you can touch me I'm your black swan, black swan But I made it to the top, made it to the top This is fucked up, fucked up You are fucked up, fucked up This is fucked up, fucked up Be your black swan, black swan I'm for spare parts, broken up |
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