Lucy-fer in the sky with diamonds's definitions
My favourite song by Radiohead. It's been my favourite for so many years now =)
Probably their most 'depressing' (for want of a better word) song. I'm gonna stop talking about it and let Thom Yorke say a little about his own song.
With regards to Street Spirit:
"'Street Spirit' is our purest song, but I didn't write it.... It wrote itself. We were just its messengers... Its biological catalysts. Its core is a complete mystery to me... and (pause) you know, I wouldn't ever try to write something that hopeless... All of our saddest songs have somewhere in them at least a glimmer of resolve... 'Street Spirit' has no resolve... It is the dark tunnel without the light at the end. It represents all tragic emotion that is so hurtful that the sound of that melody is its only definition. We all have a way of dealing with that song... It's called detachment... Especially me.. I detach my emotional radar from that song, or I couldn't play it... I'd crack. I'd break down on stage.. that's why its lyrics are just a bunch of mini-stories or visual images as opposed to a cohesive explanation of its meaning... I used images set to the music that I thought would convey the emotional entirety of the lyric and music working together... That's what's meant by 'all these things are one to swallow whole'.. I meant the emotional entirety, because I didn't have it in me to articulate the emotion... (pause) I'd crack.... Our fans are braver than I to let that song penetrate them, or maybe they don't realize what they're listening to.. They don't realize that 'Street Spirit' is about staring the fucking devil right in the eyes... and knowing, no matter what the hell you do, he'll get the last laugh...and it's real...and true. The devil really will get the last laugh in all cases without exception, and if I let myself think about that to long, I'd crack. I can't believe we have fans that can deal emotionally with that song... That's why I'm convinced that they don't know what it's about. It's why we play it towards the end of our sets. It drains me, and it shakes me, and hurts like hell every time I play it, looking out at thousands of people cheering and smiling, oblivious to the tragedy of it's meaning, like when you're going to have your dog put down and it's wagging it's tail on the way there. That's what they all look like, and it breaks my heart.
I wish that song hadn't picked us as its catalysts, and so I don't claim it. It asks too much. (very long pause). I didn't write that song."
That song evokes a feeling in me i can't describe, it will always be my favourite radiohead song.
See below for full lyrics.
Probably their most 'depressing' (for want of a better word) song. I'm gonna stop talking about it and let Thom Yorke say a little about his own song.
With regards to Street Spirit:
"'Street Spirit' is our purest song, but I didn't write it.... It wrote itself. We were just its messengers... Its biological catalysts. Its core is a complete mystery to me... and (pause) you know, I wouldn't ever try to write something that hopeless... All of our saddest songs have somewhere in them at least a glimmer of resolve... 'Street Spirit' has no resolve... It is the dark tunnel without the light at the end. It represents all tragic emotion that is so hurtful that the sound of that melody is its only definition. We all have a way of dealing with that song... It's called detachment... Especially me.. I detach my emotional radar from that song, or I couldn't play it... I'd crack. I'd break down on stage.. that's why its lyrics are just a bunch of mini-stories or visual images as opposed to a cohesive explanation of its meaning... I used images set to the music that I thought would convey the emotional entirety of the lyric and music working together... That's what's meant by 'all these things are one to swallow whole'.. I meant the emotional entirety, because I didn't have it in me to articulate the emotion... (pause) I'd crack.... Our fans are braver than I to let that song penetrate them, or maybe they don't realize what they're listening to.. They don't realize that 'Street Spirit' is about staring the fucking devil right in the eyes... and knowing, no matter what the hell you do, he'll get the last laugh...and it's real...and true. The devil really will get the last laugh in all cases without exception, and if I let myself think about that to long, I'd crack. I can't believe we have fans that can deal emotionally with that song... That's why I'm convinced that they don't know what it's about. It's why we play it towards the end of our sets. It drains me, and it shakes me, and hurts like hell every time I play it, looking out at thousands of people cheering and smiling, oblivious to the tragedy of it's meaning, like when you're going to have your dog put down and it's wagging it's tail on the way there. That's what they all look like, and it breaks my heart.
I wish that song hadn't picked us as its catalysts, and so I don't claim it. It asks too much. (very long pause). I didn't write that song."
That song evokes a feeling in me i can't describe, it will always be my favourite radiohead song.
See below for full lyrics.
Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things are one to swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out
This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things are one to swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again
Immerse your soul in love
IMMERSE YOUR SOUL IN LOVE
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things are one to swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out
This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things are one to swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again
Immerse your soul in love
IMMERSE YOUR SOUL IN LOVE
by Lucy-fer in the sky with diamonds March 20, 2005
Get the Street Spirit (Fade Out)mug. by Lucy-fer in the sky with diamonds August 19, 2004
Get the doodle happymug. when you get too carried away with slapping a person or persons.
It could just be that you went on a slapping spree (greatly encouraged by me by the way, they're fun!)
or that you got so pissed off with someone that you just physically couldn't stop slapping them.
see doodle happy and scissor happy
It could just be that you went on a slapping spree (greatly encouraged by me by the way, they're fun!)
or that you got so pissed off with someone that you just physically couldn't stop slapping them.
see doodle happy and scissor happy
person #1: "awwww owwww look at my face, is it red?"
person #2: "yeh why?"
person #1: "my ex-girlfriend got slap happy"
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me: i feel like going on a slapping spree...anyone want to come and get slap happy with me?
person #2: "yeh why?"
person #1: "my ex-girlfriend got slap happy"
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me: i feel like going on a slapping spree...anyone want to come and get slap happy with me?
by Lucy-fer in the sky with diamonds August 25, 2004
Get the Slap Happymug. an expression similar to not touching a person of the opposite sex 'with a 10ft barge pole'
a metaphorical stick describing the action of fighting off the advances of another person that is not phsyically attractive.
a metaphorical stick describing the action of fighting off the advances of another person that is not phsyically attractive.
Drunk man: Hey man, that chick looks hot, go chat her up
Not so drunk man: Are you kidding me?! i wouldn't touch her with a shitty stick
Not so drunk man: Are you kidding me?! i wouldn't touch her with a shitty stick
by Lucy-fer in the sky with diamonds August 25, 2004
Get the shitty stickmug. those strange people that put more than one definition for a word.
usually their own word which nobody else has looked at and there are about 4 definitions of it all from the same person.
these people either must be very sad, get extrememly bored, or have a terrible short-term memory problem.
usually their own word which nobody else has looked at and there are about 4 definitions of it all from the same person.
these people either must be very sad, get extrememly bored, or have a terrible short-term memory problem.
(insert word here)
this is a word i made up, its an exclamation
(insert word) iv just burnt my hand
Source: person
(insert word here)
this can also be used to compliment someone
aww johns such a (insert word)
Source: person
this is a word i made up, its an exclamation
(insert word) iv just burnt my hand
Source: person
(insert word here)
this can also be used to compliment someone
aww johns such a (insert word)
Source: person
by Lucy-fer in the sky with diamonds August 31, 2004
Get the double definermug. by Lucy-fer in the sky with diamonds August 24, 2004
Get the Lucy-fer in the sky with diamondsmug. Amazingly written but rather twisted british comedy.
Set in the town Royston Vasey with a subtly placed slogan on the sign which reads "Welcome to Royston Vasey, You'll Never Leave"
known for its strange resident local shop keepers Tubs and Edward...that have given birth to 'David' something that lives in the attic of their local shop. The local shop is only for local people and has become one of the most popular quotes from the show.
Also home to a transvestite taxi driver and owner of the 'Babs Cabs'
my favourite character is the travelling circus freak and door-to-door peg salesman Papa Lazarou.
He and his 'freaks' travel round asking if 'Mama Lazarou' can use the toilet, then barges into the homes of unsuspecting housewives home alone, calling them Dave along with most other people. He wont take no for an answer when repeatedly told that no Dave llives there.
He speaks in jibberish to his 'wife' and upon asking for the frightened housewife's wedding ring quotes the infamous line "You're my wife now"
The league of gentlemen or LOG as its affectionally called between my friends and i is one of the best and weirdest comedies to come out of Britain in recent years.
Set in the town Royston Vasey with a subtly placed slogan on the sign which reads "Welcome to Royston Vasey, You'll Never Leave"
known for its strange resident local shop keepers Tubs and Edward...that have given birth to 'David' something that lives in the attic of their local shop. The local shop is only for local people and has become one of the most popular quotes from the show.
Also home to a transvestite taxi driver and owner of the 'Babs Cabs'
my favourite character is the travelling circus freak and door-to-door peg salesman Papa Lazarou.
He and his 'freaks' travel round asking if 'Mama Lazarou' can use the toilet, then barges into the homes of unsuspecting housewives home alone, calling them Dave along with most other people. He wont take no for an answer when repeatedly told that no Dave llives there.
He speaks in jibberish to his 'wife' and upon asking for the frightened housewife's wedding ring quotes the infamous line "You're my wife now"
The league of gentlemen or LOG as its affectionally called between my friends and i is one of the best and weirdest comedies to come out of Britain in recent years.
"Are you...local?"
"I've only been taking these hormones a week and me nipples are like bullets!"
"Hello Dave?....You're my wife now"
"I've only been taking these hormones a week and me nipples are like bullets!"
"Hello Dave?....You're my wife now"
by Lucy-fer in the sky with diamonds August 25, 2004
Get the league of gentlemenmug.