Radiohead в хип хоп вариант

Хип хоп експериментаторите от Floor Plan направиха странен трибют за любимите си изпълнители и това не са други хип хоп изпълнители. Става дума за Radiohead. Момчетата от Силом Спрингс, Арканзас са създали чисто ново хип хоп парче инспирирано изцяло от творчеството на британците.

В текста на песента (ще го намерите по-долу) те са вплели много от заглавията на песните от албумите на Radiohead. А и накрая песента звършва с : All I really want to do is listen to RADIOHEAD

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Ето и целия текст:

RADIO'S DEAD (RADIOHEAD TRIBUTE)

This mix will make you sit down and then stand up,

Their calling this the newest national anthem,

I walk through walls and pulk/pull revolving doors,

In less than 15 steps don’t mess with the man-o-war,

You and whose army, you and you’re cronies,

One day I’m gonna grow wings and fly into the gloaming

They know me as the boney king of nowhere,

I could rap a verse but just ‘cause you feel it doesn’t mean its there there

You can’t teach me how to disappear completely,

Cause you amnesiacs forget so easy ,

There’s no time to analyse or look at the clock

When you’re packt like sardines in a crushed tin box

We’re homesick aliens in subterranean hideouts,

And we’ll cut the kids in half with knives out,

I keep breathing even with my iron lung collapsed

But we hope that you choke when you blow into this paperbag

Writer when I put the pencil to the paper

But less creative the more I use the eraser

The honeymoon is over already,

But true love waits on a drunken punchup at a wedding,

From a great height I let it rain down,

I might be a creep but my street spirit will never fade out,

Once again we’re hungry for a lynching,

And it feels like spinning plates in the glass house that I live in,

I used to suck young blood in the beginning,

But yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon,

Spending dollars & cents and I run with the money,

And I’m still hunting bears with Pablo honey,

Your as dead as leaves, but are you such a dreamer,

To stay out of the reach of my fake plastic tree fingers,

Arrest this man, he talks in maths without a reckoner,

He made 5 by putting 2 and 2 together,

He flipped the world around and now down is the new up,

That’s why the sky turns green when you view up,

With an interstellar burst from a blackstar,

That had to blowout like an airgbag in a karma police car,

I made the motion picture on red wine and sleeping pills

I wrote the soundtrack and exit music (for a film),

With a talkshow host while the videotape was running,

Dinosaurs roam the earth, but the iceage is coming

Turn the stereo off the radio's dead,

All I really want to do is listen to RADIOHEAD