Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's there...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's there...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's there...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's there...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking and 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...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me

TThat's it, sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
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!

Love this song. so beautiful.

i love this song. it's my FAVORITE radiohead song. it's like a symphony, with so many layers to it. AWESOME!!! why is everyone arguing? yeah obviously radiohead came before muse, but ITS NOT THAT SERIOUS. enjoy the fucking song, dammit.

pissing contest?

my friend brandon can piss six feet straight up and not get wet.

haha i love how we all return to this site to argue like we listen to this fucking song everyday

its actually kinda creepy

Yea, Owen, here is where you are wrong, The unternet IS NOT a source of knowledge. Unless you consider porn, or how to rape someone as knowledge, you really are a dumb idiot. And, you are not a criterciser. You are an idiot.

I wasn't aware that the internet as dumping ground for ignorant thoughts was a new development. Ignore the haters owen, keep your ear to the ground and bring us updates on emerging social trends, the world needs critics like you.

Alright, here it goes. The internet used to be a source for knowledge, a wonderful place where people corrected each other and made it a better. Excuse me for thinking it could be that way again. It has now become the dumping ground cesspool for ignorant thoughts. I am a contributor and for that I am sorry. It was wrong of me to get sucked into this because I know I cannot change your mind. This all started with me saying simply, Muse sounds like Radiohead, not the other way around. I was informing someone of their misinterpretations, not attacking them personally. But you people have managed to turn it into a pissing contest. If you do not wish to better yourself that is fine by me, but do not bring ignorance into my world and expect me not to react. There will be no next time.

so uhhh. i sort of came to this site to listen radiohead.

but instead ive discovered a man who believes he has the biggest dick that the earth has ever seen.

oh and he seems to know alot of facts about a band he wishes he was in.

you know humanity has come to an all time low when people are ready to attack each others' necks when they read a somewhat "biased" comment.

haha in this case a mister owen johnson found himself home alone yet another night and decided to masturbate to a song written and performed by his favorite band Radiohead. As he pulled out his millimeter peter and started rubbing away he spotted from the corner of his eye a monstrosity of a word... Muse, the very band that, in his opinion, receives too much credit for their music which was influenced greatly by RadioHead. Suddenly turned off by the distasteful comment Mr. owen johnson tucked his penis back into his thong underpants and began an epic sequence of words which would change the world's perspective of musical theory generation after generation. Till this day his teachings of Radiohead came before Muse and Where is Jimmy Hoffa? are still discussed in classes such as Philosophy and Advanced Who Gives a Fuck.

Mister Owen Johnson has yet to release any biographies about his eventful life of arguing with people on the internet and sucking dick for itunes gift cards.

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...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking and 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...
Rain down, rain down
Lyrics courtesy Top40db.
Come on rain down on me

TThat's it, sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
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!

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...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking and 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...
Rain down, rain down
Lyrics courtesy Top40db.
Come on rain down on me

TThat's it, sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
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!