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Amanda Palmer Performs The Popular Hits Of Radiohead On Her Magical Ukulele

by Amanda Palmer

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1.
A green plastic watering can For a fake chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself And it wears her out, it wears her out And it wears her out, it wears her out She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns He used to do surgery For girls in the 80s But gravity always wins And it wears him out, it wears him out And it wears him out, it wears him out She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run And it wears me out, it wears me out It wears me out, it wears me out And if I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted All the time And if I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted All the time All the time All the time
2.
High And Dry 04:10
Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy? Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop You'd kill yourself for recognition, kill yourself to never, ever stop You broke another mirror, you're turning into something you are not Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Drying up in conversation, you'll be the one who cannot talk All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out They're the ones who'll spit on you, you'll be the one screaming out Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry It's the best thing that you ever had, the best thing that you ever, ever had. It's the best thing that you ever had, the best thing that you ever had has gone away Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me Don't leave me
3.
No Surprises 03:44
A heart that's full up like a landfill, a job that slowly kills you, bruises that won't heal. You look so tired-unhappy, bring down the government, they don't, they don't speak for us. I'll take a quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide, No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises... Silence, silence. 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 and such a pretty garden. No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises, please.
4.
Idioteque 04:08
Who's in the bunker? Who's in the bunker? Women and children first Women and children first Women and children I'll laugh until my head comes off I'll swallow Until I burst Until I burst Until I Who's in the bunker? Who's in the bunker? I have seen too much I haven't seen enough You haven't seen I'll laugh until my head comes off Women and children first And children first And children Here I'm allowed Everything all of the time Here I'm allowed Everything all of the time Ice age coming Ice age coming Let me hear both sides Let me hear both sides Let me hear both Ice age coming Ice age coming Throw me in the fire Throw me in the fire Throw me in the We're not scaremongering This is really happening Happening We're not scaremongering This is really happening Happening Mobiles quirking Mobiles chirping Take the money and run Take the money and run Take the money Here I'm allowed Everything all of the time Here I'm allowed Everything all of the time...
5.
When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye. You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry. You float like a feather, in a beautiful world You're so fucking special, I wish I was special... But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. I don't care if it hurts, I want to have control. I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul. I want you to notice, when I'm not around. You're so fucking special, I wish I was special. But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here She's running out the door, she's running, she run, run, run, run, run. Whatever makes you happy, whatever you want. You're so fucking special, I wish I was special, but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here, I don't belong here.
6.
Wake from your sleep, the drying of your tears, Today we escape, we escape. Pack and get dressed before your father hears us, before all hell breaks loose. Breathe, keep breathing, don't lose your nerve. Breathe, keep breathing, I can't do this alone. Sing us a song, a song to keep us warm, there's such a chill, such a chill. And you can laugh a spineless laugh, we hope your rules and wisdom choke you. And now we are one in everlasting peace, we hope that you choke, that you choke, we hope that you choke, that you choke, we hope that you choke, that you choke.
7.
When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye. You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry. You float like a feather, in a beautiful world You're so fucking special, I wish I was special... But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. I don't care if it hurts, I want to have control. I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul. I want you to notice, when I'm not around. You're so fucking special, I wish I was special. But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here She's running out the door, she's running, she run, run, run, run, run. Whatever makes you happy, whatever you want. You're so fucking special, I wish I was special, but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here, I don't belong here.

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released July 20, 2010

Featuring Amanda Palmer (ukulele, vocals, and prepared piano)

All songs Mixed and Mastered by Mick Wordley at Mixmasters Studios in Adelaide, Australia - mixmasters.com.au
Except:
“Idioteque” (mixed by Michael McQuilken)
“Exit Music (For A Film)” (recorded live in Sydney and mixed by Jaron Luksa)
and
“Creep” (recorded live in Berlin by Daniel Scheer)

All songs written and originally performed by Radiohead
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“Fake Plastic Trees,” “No Surprises,” “High and Dry,” and “Exit Music (For A Film)” written by Colin Charles Greenwood, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Edward John O'Brien, Philip James Selway, and Thomas Edward Yorke; published by WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC INTERNATIONAL LTD.

“Idioteque” written by Colin Charles Greenwood, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Paul Lansky, Edward John O'Brien, and Thomas Edward Yorke; published by WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC INTERNATIONAL LTD.

“Creep” written by Colin Charles Greenwood, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Paul Lansky, Edward John O'Brien, and Thomas Edward Yorke; published by WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC INTERNATIONAL LTD.

Cover Photograph: DESI
Album Design: Beth Hommel

Many thanks to Sean Francis, Hayley Rosenblum, & Beth Hommel (Team Chaos); Eric Sussman; Jason Webley; Kayla Oberlin; Michael Hausman, Will Simon & Karen Malluk; DESI; Neil Gaiman; and the People of Australia.

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