The Daily Mail Lyrics

Thom Yorke The Daily Mail

The moon is high up on a mountain The lunatics have taken over the asylum Waiting on the rapture

Singing we're here to keep your ? down we'll feed you to the hounds To the Daily Mail, to get up, together

You made a pig's ear, you made a mistake Paid off security and got through the gate You got away with it but we lie in wait eeeeh ehhhhhhh eeeeeeeh

where's the truth what's the use I'm hanging around lost and found And when you're here innocent Fat chance, no plan no regard for human life


you'll keep time, you've no right you're fast to lose, you will lose you jumped the queue, you're back again

President for life, love of all The flies in the sky, the beasts of the earth the fish in the sea have lost command