Packt
Like Sardines in a Crushd Tin Box
After years of waiting
Nothing came
As your life flashed before your eyes
You realize
I'm a reasonable man
get off, get off, get off my case
I'm a reasonable man
get off my case, get off my case
After years of waiting
After years of waiting
Nothing came
And you realize your looking, looking in the wrong place
I'm a reasonable man
get off my case, get off my case
I'm a reasonable man
get off my case, get off my case, get off my case
I'm a reasonable man
get off my case, get off my case, get off my case
After years of waiting
I'm a reasonable man
get off my case, get off my case, get off my case
I'm a reasonable man,
get off my case, get off my case, get off my case
I'm a reasonable man,
get off my case, get off my case, get off my case
I'm a reasonable man,
get off my case, get off my case, get off my case |
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Originally
Released: June 2001
Found on: Amnesiac
Review from SXSW by Allstar: "Packt Like Sardines in a Crushd Tin
Box" kicked off the session with a trippy, dance backbeat and a pounding
kettle drum (or, perhaps, drummer Phil Selway was literally banging
on a kitchen pot). Yorke's vocal was mostly distorted throughout the
track, weaving in and out of indistinguishable (in this setting, at
least) sampled vocals.
Colin: The ‘kkkurrghh’ from Packt Like Sardines, that’s from Thom’s
laptop. We just compressed messed-up loops. |
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