Amnesiac

Amnesiac by Radiohead

Amnesiac
  • Release
  • 30 May 2001
  • Genre
  • Experimental Rock, Electronica, Alternative Rock
  • Studio
  • Copenhagen, Oxfordshire
  • Label
  • Parlophone, Capitol

Amnesiac debuted at number one on the UK Albums Chart and number two on the US Billboard 200. By October 2008, it had sold over 900,000 copies worldwide. The album received positive reviews, though some critics felt it was too experimental or less cohesive than Kid A, or saw it as a collection of outtakes. Amnesiac was named one of the year's best albums by numerous publications and was nominated for the Mercury Prize and several Grammy Awards, winning for Best Recording Package.

Packt Like Sardines in a Crushd Tin Box

After years of waiting nothing came
As your life flashed before your eyes
You realize

I'm a reasonable man
Get off, get off, get off my case [x2]
I'm a reasonable man
Get off my case
Get off my case

After years of waiting
After years of waiting nothing came
And you realize you're looking,
Looking in the wrong place

I'm a reasonable man
Get off my case [x2]
I'm a reasonable man
Get off my case [x2]
I'm a reasonable man
Get off my case [x3]

After years of waiting
You're a reasonable man
Get off our case [x3]
I'm a reasonable man,
Get off my case [x3]

I'm a reasonable man,
Get off my case [x3]
I'm a reasonable man,
Get off my case [x3]

Pyramid Song

I jumped in the river and what did I see?
Black-eyed angels swam with me
A moon full of stars and astral cars
All the things I used to see
All my lovers were there with me
All my past and futures
And we all went to heaven in a little row boat
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

I jumped into the river
Black-eyed angels swam with me
A moon full of stars and astral cars
And all the things I used to see
All my lovers were there with me
All my past and futures
And we all went to heaven in a little row boat
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

Pulk/Pull Revolving Doors

There are barn doors
And there are revolving doors

Doors on the rudders of big ships
We are revolving doors

There are doors that open by themselves
There are sliding doors
And there are secret doors

There are doors that lock
And doors that don't

There are doors that let you in
And out
But never open
But there are trapdoors
That you can't come back from

You and Whose Army?

Come on, come on
You think you'll drive me crazy, well
Come on, come on

You and whose army?
You and your cronies

Come on, come on
Holy Roman Empire
Come on if you think
Come on if you think
You can take us all on
You can take us all on

You and whose army?
You and your cronies

You forget so easily
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
Ghost horses

I Might Be Wrong

I might be wrong
I might be wrong
I could have sworn
I saw a light coming on

I used to think
I used to think
There is no future left at all
I used to think

Open up, begin again
Let's go down the waterfall
Think about the good times
And never look back
Never look back

What would I do?
What would I do?
If I did not have you?

Open up, let me in
Let's go down the waterfall
Have ourselves a good time
It's nothing at all
Nothing at all
Nothing at all

Knives Out

I want you to know
He's not coming back
Look into my eyes
I'm not coming back

So knives out
Catch the mouse
Don't look down
Shove it in your mouth

If you'd been a dog
They would've drowned you at birth

Look into my eyes
It's the only way you'll know I'm telling the truth

So knives out
Cook him up
Squash his head
Put him in the pot

I want you to know
He's not coming back
He's bloated and frozen
Still there's no point in letting it go to waste

So knives out
Catch the mouse
Squash his head
Put him in the pot

Morning Bell/Amnesiac

Morning bell, morning bell
Light another candle and
Release me
Release me

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

Where'd you park the car?
Where'd you park the car?
Your clothes are on the lawn with the furniture
And I might as well, I might as well
Sleepy jack the fire drill
Run around, around, around, around
And round

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

Release me
Release me
Release me
Release me

Dollars and Cents

There are better things to talk about,
Be constructive.
Bear witness we can use,
Be constructive with your blues.
Even when it's only warnings.
Even when you turn the water green.

Why won't you quiet down?
Maybe I want peace and honesty
Why won't you quiet down?
Maybe I want to live in the children's land
And you know maybe, maybe I
Why won't you quiet down?
Maybe I'll wander the promised land
I want peace and honesty
Why won't you quiet down?
I want to live in the promised land
And maybe wander the children's land
Quiet down! Yeah, and there, there we can free

You don't live in a business world
And you never go out and you never stay.
We all have goals in a liberal world,
Living in times when I could stand it, babe.
All over, baby's crying
It'll all be, baby, I can see out of here,
All over the planet's dead,
All over the planet, so let me out of here.
All over the, all over the, all over the, all over the...

Quiet down
We are the dollars and cents and the pounds and pence
And the mark and the yen, and yeah
Why won't you quiet down?
We're gonna crack your little souls
We're gonna crack your little souls
Why won't you quiet down?
We are the dollars and cents and the pounds and pence
And the pounds and pence, and yeah
Why won't you quiet down?
We're gonna crack your little souls
Crack your little souls
We are the dollars and cents.

Hunting Bears

This is instrumental song

Like Spinning Plates

While you make pretty speeches,
I'm being cut to shreds
You feed me to the lions,
a delicate balance

And this just feels like spinning plates
I'm living in cloud cuckoo land
And this just feels like spinning plates
My body is floating down the muddy river

Life in a Glasshouse

Once again, I'm in trouble with my only friend
She is papering the windowpanes
She is putting on a smile
Living in a glass house

And once again, packed like frozen food and battery hens
Think of all the starving millions
Don't talk politics and don't throw stones
Your royal highnesses

Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
And someone's listening in

Once again we are hungry for a lynching
That's a strange mistake to make
You should turn the other cheek
Living in a glass house

Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Only only only only only only only only only only...
There's someone listening in