OK Computer, Radiohead


Radiohead

Με αφορμή το προηγούμενο post που έκανα στο blog θυμήθηκα τους στίχους από έναν ακόμα δίσκο της ροκ, έναν κλασικό δίσκο, το OK Computer των Radiohead.

Για τη σύνθεση, τη σύλληψη και την πρωτοτυπία της μουσικής αυτής έχουν μιλήσει εδώ και χρόνια οι ειδικοί. Εγώ απλά θα παραθέσω τους στίχους από κάποια τραγούδια που θεωρώ ποιήματα.

Εάν δεν τον έχετε στην δισκοθήκη σας, προμηθευτείτε τον. Στο Metropolis ο δίσκος ανήκει στην κατηγορία των value price. Αξίζει τον κόπο. 
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Paranoid Android

Please could you stop the noise I’m trying to get some rest?
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What’s that, what’s that

When I am king you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What’s that, what’s that

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking squealing gucci little piggy

You don’t remember, you don’t remember, why don’t you remember my name
Off with his head man, off with his head man
Why don’t you remember my name?– I guess he does

Rain down, rain down, come on rain down on me
From a great height, from a great height, height
Rain down, rain down, come on rain down on me
From a great height, from a great height, height

(repeats 3rd time, underneath vocals are:)
That’s it sir, you’re leaving,
the crackle of pig skin,
the dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
the panic, the vomit,
the panic, the vomit
God loves his children,
God loves his children, yeah.
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Karma Police

Karma Police, arrest this man, he talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge, he’s like a detuned radio
Karma Police, arrest this girl, her hitler hairdo, is making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party
This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us

Karma Police, I’ve given all I can, it’s not enough
I’ve given all I can, but we’re still on the payroll
This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

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Fitter Happier

Fitter, happier, more productive, comfortable, not drinking too much
Regular exercise at the gym, 3 days a week
Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries at ease
Eating well, no more microwave dinners and saturated fats
A patient better driver, a safer car, baby smiling in back seat
Sleeping well, no bad dreams, no paranoia
Careful to all animals, never washing spiders down the plughole
Keep in contact with old friends, enjoy a drink now and then
Will frequently check credit at moral bank, hole in wall
Favors for favors, fond but not in love
Charity standing orders on sundays ring road supermarket
No killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants
Car wash, also on sundays, no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
Nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate nothing so childish
At a better pace, slower and more calculated, no chance of escape
Now self-employed, concerned, but powerless
An empowered and informed member of society, pragmatism not idealism
Will not cry in public, less chance of illness, tires that grip in the wet
Shot of baby strapped in back seat, a good memory still cries at a good film
Still kisses with saliva, no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick
That’s driven into frozen winter shit, the ability to laugh at weakness
Calm fitter, healthier and more productive a pig in a cage on antibiotics
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No Surprises

A heart that’s full up like a landfill,
a job that slowly kills you,
bruises that won’t heal
You were so tired, happy,
bring down the government,
they don’t, they don’t speak for her
I’ll take the quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide

No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent, silent
This is my final fit, my final bellyache with
No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please

Such a pretty house, such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please
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Let Down

Transport, motorways and tram lines
Starting and then stopping, taking off and landing
The emptiest of feelings disappointed people clinging onto bottles and
When it comes its so so disappointing

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Shell smashed, juices flowing wings twitch, legs are going
Don’t get sentimental, it always ends up drivel
One day I’m going to grow wings
A chemical reaction, hysterical and useless hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around let down again

You know, you know where you are with you, know where you are
With floor collapses floating, bouncing back and one day
I am gonna grow wings
A chemical reaction, hysterical and useless hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

 Δίσκος: OK Computer, Radiohead, 1997

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One thought on “OK Computer, Radiohead

  1. Πράγματι είναι πολύ καλός δίσκος….ειδικά το no surprises!
    Μου άρεσε το Blog σου….καλώς σε βρίσκω

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