Retarded Fren [thom Yorke & Jonny Greenwood Version] Lyrics - Jj Doom

An honest day's work for an honest day's pay 

Stay taking wages the anonymous way 

Calmish 

Pay to the Amish selling 

Promise me gold brawn, palm itch swelling 

With no "tack", tho 

Ipso facto 

Wondering in pictures why his lips is so black, yo! 

No question 

An ounce of prevention 

Is more than a pound of raw cure pure intention 

Attention! 

No throwing stones at the homeless 

Or else ye' yourself may end up with your dome blessed 

Chrome dust, nano-sized particles 

Stop telling codes through the YouTube, retarded fools! 

Defeats the purpose 

Greedily slurp up the surplus 

And burnt puss 

And so nervous, you can shirt must gush 

Hush, hush. Trust 

Villain til' the Earth crust bust 

Self-defense, think he's not real 

Up until you blink twice and feel the hot steel 

Take it how you want it 

Fake it or flaunt it 

Need to put some brakes on it 

Shake it, dog-gone it! 

Dead drop 

Leave it right there 

Chop it off, heads bop 

Breath it like the air 

You hear? 

Study the devil 

Played the game and choose to deuce her on a bloody level 

Who sent him? 

Steady losing momentum 

Ol' who'll eat a rapper one-a-day like Centrum 

The mask is like a Gundam, dumb-dumb um 

And don't matter where you come from, you bum! 

What happens when the poles shift? 

Won't matter for shit. Who you roll with? 

Cold and stiff 

Hold the if 

If incase you need a facelift 

Sold a gift 

Rip it like space time foam, fold the rift 

The sun still shines in the morning 

He ain't promised you more, but it's definitely scorching 

Like an iceball, off guard, soft, hard 

Ask him do he give an F like report card 

Out-spit em' like Jona 

Add bonuses, intel suggests they had no cojoneses 

On this microphone business, it's slaughter 

That's on his 3 pre-mature daughters aortas 

The thoughts was a quarters, halfs, wholes 

A roll 

And good times sold like good dimes 

It's just begun to began to begin 

To end, to start back again for smarter men and women 

And their forgotten retarded Fren