Thom Yorke Quotations | Page 3

Open your mouth wide A universal sigh

She looks like the real thing, She tastes like the real thing, My fake plastic love. But I can't help the feeling, I could blow through the ceiling If I just turned and ran.

I'm not a martyr, just a musician who dies for your sins. Oh, that's what a martyr is? Very well then, I am a martyr, if you insist.

Yes I usually make my kids eat their veggie chops and watch my concerts in dead silence. If they ask to watch spongebob squarepants I usually do something volatile like make them eat a yellow sponge with googly eyes on it. I hit them quite a bit, but then again I blame the condom manufacturing government for forcing me to birth them.

Like a fat raccoon rummaging through the garbage, that how I eat. Like a f-king fat raccoon.

Can you imagine a world in which the letter O does not exist? My name would be Thm Yrke. Think about that.

I'm the Legendary Radio Head

Imagine? Yeah I can imagine John Lennon being dead.

I'm celibate. It's not that I'm a religious or moral person or anything, it's just, if you aren't ****ing Thom Yorke, what's the point? Actually, just kidding, Thom Yorke and I **** all the time. Hehehe. Had you.

I wanted to live with the ****ing manta rays, but they banned me from Sea World.

i'M nOT thOM yorkE but a. ROBOT.

I've been working hard on a new song, it's titled "Frozen Piggy Pudding". It's about how the government is full of pigs who eat pudding all day. Oh look a frisbee, allo' govna.

Are you feeling lucky? Cause I'm on a roll.

I have this thing about my own voice on record. No matter what I sing, it sounds really serious, and I sound self loathing or whatever, which was just driving me nuts because that's not what I was writing.

15 Step is about how if you have mental illness and try to dance you look very funny. Whenever you see me dancing on stage, I'm imitating the mentally ill.

Cigarrettes make you look cool

2+2=5 wasn't intentional. I thought you carry a 1 every time there are two 2's in an equation. I'm not stupid, the mathematicians is stupid

My uncle used to sit me on his lap and play "ventriloquist", only I wasn't wearing pants.

If I could do just one thing to change the world, I'd make everyone Thom Yorke, and this would be paradise.

I agree with whoever said Spice Girls are soft port. They're the antichrist.

I'm not taking things quite so seriously as before. Especially myself.

I'd like to run for president. Or Prime Minister. I think I could do a better job.

It will be only a matter of time before the music business establishment completely folds.

I sometimes have birthday parties for the kids in my neighborhood and then pretend to suggest that I am going to molest them to the parents. It's a hilarious prank even though I am not a paedophile.

Far up above, aliens hover Making home movies for the folks back home Of all these weird creatures that lock up their spirits Drill holes in themselves and live for their secrets

There are a lot of things I cannot do, such as eat books and read chicken.

I know I'm 38 but I insist that santa claus exists and he raped my mother when I was 9.

I wear my pants on my upper torso to be abstract and different.

Where are you sleeping tonight? Face down in the mud? That's a British tradition: Take acid and fall asleep in some field.

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.

Are you such a dreamer To put the world to rights? I'll stay home forever Where two and two always makes a five I'll lay down the tracks Sandbag and hide January has April's showers And two and two always makes a five It's the devil's way now There is no way out You can SCREAM and you can shout It is too late now Because... You have not been Payin' attention! Payin' attention! Payin' attention! Payin' attention! You have not been paying attention!

Hunting Bears is a complex song. A bear, as you know is another term for a chubby chaser. The guitar line is actually the sound of a fat man's thighs rubbing together as he approaches another lardy male for a night of sexual deviance.

If I could be any animal I would be a pony because then I could have sex with ponies. Pony, what a funny word. Say it, pony. PO-KNEE. Now ah've made myself giddy with delight. Towards the ponies *laughs*

Mephostopheles is the name of a male gigolo I knew. When he's reaching up to grab me, I suppose it's an erotic bit of poetry.

And if the world does turn, and if London burns, I'll be standing on the beach with my guitar. I want to be in a band, when I get to Heaven. Anyone can play guitar, and they won't be a nothing anymore...

I tell you what's really ridiculous--going into a bookstore and there's all these books about yourself. In a way, it feels like you're already dead.

you have not been / paying attention

They love me like I was a brother They protect me, listen to me They dug me my very own garden Gave me sunshine, made me happy Nice dream, nice dream Nice dream

I'm even taller in person, because photographs shrink you down and steal your soul native american.

Every Christmas people are so nice to me, they think I am Little Tim from A Christmas Story. But I'm not. *smiles*

When I was four I read the story of horton hears a who and I cried. I wanted to eat that elephant.

The joke is that U2's new record only looked like a virus. Enjoy mining bitcoins for me losers.

Immerse your soul in love.

I'll drown my beliefs. To have you be in peace.

And true love waits In haunted attics And true love lives On lollipops and crisps

Kid A is about an abortion. *laughs* It's about how our music is an abortion

I'm terrified of lasagna. I think it was to eat ME!

There's the beautiful people and then there's the rest of us.

There's a pervading sense of loneliness I've had since the day I was born. Maybe a lot of other people feel the same way, but I'm not about to run up and down the street asking everybody if they're as lonely as I am. I'd probably get locked up.

I hate cars. They are so loud, and ugly, and full of toxic exhaust, like radiohead fans.

So how come it looks so beautiful? How come the moon falls from the sky?

If you're bored of the songs, you're bored of the songs. There's not much you can do.

I'm actually an athiest. That's kind of deep you must admit.

I feel like as musicians we need to fight the Spotify thing. I feel that in some ways what’s happening in the mainstream is the last gasp of the old industry. Once that does finally die, which it will, something else will happen,

My big problem with corporate structure is this bizarre sense of loyalty you're supposed to feel -- towards what is basically a virus. It grows or dies, like any virus. And you use it for your own selfish ends." - source

I want to live, breathe, I want to be part of the human race

Drying up in conversation, You will be the one who cannot talk, All your insides fall to pieces, You just sit there wishing you could still make love.

In an interstellar burst I am back to save the universe In a fast German car I'm amazed that I survived An airbag saved my life

I got into the music business thinking it was really radical, that it wasn't really a business at all, that it was a lot of people being artistic and creative. Not true, and it made me very depressed.

Whenever I meet a beauty, I escape or hide in the corner.

I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo

Every move you make has already been done, and taken the piss out of.

If the media spotlight affects my work or represses what I want to say in the future, then it is bad.

People sometimes say we take things too seriously, but it's the only way you'll get anywhere.

I can't wait to die so I can be a skeleton and play my chest like a xylophone.

Bulletproof is about the fact that I was shot in the face and survived. Nah I'm joking that'd be grisly and awful.

I may have found the cure for cancer, and I think it might be Thom Yorke Serum.

I'm baking stories, and singing cookies, oh the tonderous wimes!

I'm horrified of leprechauns. I'm horrified that I might be leprechauns.

Why did the chicken cross the road? Because he's a goddamn chicken he doesn't know what the **** he's doing

Sonic the hedgehog is a beautiful statement on capitalism. You spend your whole life collecting yellow rings and then hit one spike and lose them all. And there is a fat man who wants to kill you.

Jumped in the river, what did I see? Black-eyed angels swam with me A moonful of stars and astral cars And all the figures I used to see All my lovers were there with me All my past and futures And we all went to heaven in a little row boat There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

My only means of self defense is to wiggle my eye and feign being a salamander. It has saved my life but once I was partially eaten by a bald eagle who thought I was a salamander. Hence, my skills. Hence.

Your fantasies are unlikely. But beautiful.

If you don't trust everybody on stage with you, then you're in trouble.

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy

I think what makes people ill a lot of the time is the belief that your thoughts are concrete and that you're responsible for your thoughts. Whereas actually - the way I see it - your thoughts are what the wind blows through your mind.

Getting everything you want has nothing to do with anything.

I actually saw the loch ness monster when I was 9. She was big as a house. Want to know who the loch ness monster is? It's your obese mother. Burn mother****er

I've been reading a book lately. That book is Thom Yorke, and the conclusion is that he's brilliant.

Remember that Cosby show where he harrassed the children? Well I put on a little suit and because I am so small they invited me on but nobody was laughing at my jokes. I guess I'm just, too, particularly smart for them.

If you forget about the money issue for just a minute, if it's possible to do that - because these are people's livelihoods we're talking about - and you look at Internet in terms of the most amazing broadcasting network ever built, then it's completely different. In some ways, that's the best way of looking at it.

In November I'll be releasing my new solo record, entitled 'Box Of Bees'. There's no music, it's just a box full of live bees. The deluxe edition comes with more bees.

The video of 'Paranoid Android' has been censored by MTV. They took all nipples out of the cartoon, but they had no problem with the scene in which a man cuts off his own arms and legs.

I tied a bunch of balloons to a beach chair and tried to float up to heaven. *begins to weep* There's no heaven, and birds tried to kill me! *shrivels up*

Us on hard drugs? That would be horrible. We'd probably end up sounding like Bryan Adams.My girlfriend has this quote in her sketchbook: Remain orderly in your life so you can be free and chaotic in your work. I think basically you lose it when you destroy your brain or destroy yourself emotionally or burn yourself up.

If I was made of chocolate I would melt myself in a car to ruin the interior.

We weren't listening to guitar bands, we were thoroughly ashamed of being a guitar band. So we bought loads of keyboards and learned how to use them, and when we got bored we went back to guitars.

There's nothing more boring than a rock'n'roll star. Someone who has been on the road for 10 years, expecting attention wherever he goes, drinking himself stupid, who is obnoxious, incoherent, uncreative, and has a massive ego. There's nothing more pointless.

If I had one wish I'd wish for a million wishes because I am clever.

Hungry Hungry Hippos is so depressing. You continuously chomp away at those balls and you are alone and it's your birthday.'

If we replaced all of our guns with chicken sandwiches it would end all war immediately.

I don't know why people called me Tom. My name is THUMB.

I'm still not certain on the nature of the spork, whether it is a fork and a spoon, or a fork and a knife mixed together, or maybe a fork and a fork on top. Life is full of mysteries yeah man

Rock music is, is a necessary evil, like beating my children with penny loafers

I'm terrible at jigsaw puzzles. Other people solve the puzzle but I just keep trying to make the pieces that don't fit fit. I guess that's what makes me special, I try to assemble jigsaw puzzles incorrectly.

I'm the next act waiting in the wings, I'm an animal trapped in your hot car, I am all the days that you choose to ignore, You are all I need, You're all I need, I'm in the middle of your picture, Lying in the reeds.

My mother tried to abort me herself with a coathanger, hence my wobbly eye.

The whole point of creating music for me is to give voice to things that aren't normally given voice to.

Alot of my lyrics are about beating my children. 'Hit the bottom and escape' is a cry for help. oh god someone stop me