Thom Yorke
Kid A
I slip away
I slipped on a little white lie

We've got heads on sticks
You've got ventriloquists
We've got heads on sticks
And you've got ventriloquists
We've got heads on sticks
And you've got ventriloquists

Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed
Lying in the shadows at the edge of my bed
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed

The rats and the children follow me out of town
Rats and children follow me out of town
Come on, kids