Thom Yorke
The Opposite (Live at Montreux Jazz Festival)
[Verse 1]
What will now, what will now become of us?
The straw is coming, the straw is coming out of us
It goes back and forth followed by a question mark
I lit up like, lit up like a firework

[Verse 2]
Can we have a next, a next contestant please?
It's a logical, logical absurdity
I'm quitting, quitting unexpectedly
Opposites attract
In ash and dust, pockets full of emptiness
Yeah, oh-oh

[Refrain]
He doesn’t mean anything
He doesn’t mean anything
He doesn’t mean anything
He doesn’t mean anything

[Verse 3]
Objects caught, caught in rear-view mirrors
And they sometimеs can, sometimes can appear too closе
Go back and forth, followed by a question mark
Opposites attract
I'm lit up like, lit up like a firework
Predictably enough