Lyrics: A Wolf At The Door (It Girl. Rag Doll.)
Album: Hail to the Thief (Limited Edition)
Artist: Radiohead
 

Drag him out the window

Dragging out your dead
Singing I miss you
Snakes & ladders filp the lif out pops
the cracker smacks you in the head knifes
you in the neck kicks you in the teeth steel
toe caps takes all your credit cards step up
get the gunge
Get the eggs get the flan in the face the
flan in the face the flan in the face
Dance you fucker dance you fucker don’t
you dare
Don’t you dare don’t you
Flan in the face
Take it with the love its given take it with
a pinch of salt take it to the the taximan
Let me back let me back I promise to be
good don’t look in the mirror at the face
you don’t recognize
Help me, call the doctor, put me inside
put me inside put me inside put me inside
put me inside
I keep the wolf from the door but he
calls me up calls me on the phone tells me
all the ways that he’s gonna mess me up
Steal all my children if I don’t pay the
ransom & I’ll never see them again if I
squeal to the cops…
Walking like a giant cranes & with my X
ray eyes I strip you naked in a
Tight little world & are you on the list?
Stepford wives who are we to complain?
Investments & dealers. Investments &
dealers
Cold wives & mistresses
Cold wives & Sunday papers city boys
in First Class don’t know we’re born just
know
Someone else is gonna come & clean it up
Born & raised for the job
Someone always does I wish you’d get up
go over get up go over & turn this tape off