Rabbit In Your Headlights - UNKLE, Thom Yorke

I’m a rabbit in your headlights

Scared of the spotlight

You don’t come to visit

I’m stuck in this bed

Thin rubber gloves

She laughs when she’s crying

She cries when she’s laughing

Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul

Away

I’m a rabbit in your headlights

Christian suburbanite

Washed down the toilet

Money to burn

Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul

Away

If you’re frightened of dying and you’re holding on

You’ll see devils tearing your life away

But… If you’ve made your peace

Then the devils are really angels

Freeing you from the earth

Rotworms on the underground

Caught between stations

Butterfingers

I’m losing my patience

I’m a rabbit in your headlights

Christian suburbanite

You got money to burn

Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul

Away

Away, away, away

Away, away, away