Subterranean Homesick Alien

Subterranean Homesick Alien
The breath of the morning
I keep forgetting
The smell of the warm summer air
I live in a town
Where you can't smell a thing
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement

Up above
Aliens hover
Making home movies
For the folks back home
Of all these weird creatures
Who lock up their spirits
Drill holes in themselves
And live for their secrets
They're all
Uptight
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Oh
I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane
Late at night when I'm driving
Take me on board their beautiful ship
Show me the world as I'd love to see it
I'd tell all my friends but they'd never believe me
They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely
I'd show them the stars and the meaning of life
They'd shut me away
But I'd be alright
Alright
I'm alright
Alright
I'm just
Uptight
Uptight
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Uptight
Uptight
Uptight
En la canción 'Subterranean Homesick Alien' de la banda británica Radiohead, el narrador nos sumerge en una atmósfera de melancolía y anhelo. Se despierta con la fresca brisa de la mañana, pero constantemente olvida disfrutar el aroma del cálido aire veraniego...