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I don't know why you bother
Nothing's ever good enough for you
I was there
And it wasn't like that
You came here
Just to start a fight
You had to piss on our parade
You had to shred our big day
You had to ruin it for all concerned
In a drunken punch up at a wedding
Hypocrite opportunist
Don't infect me with your poison
A bull in a china shop
When I turn around you stay
Frozen to the spot
The pointless snide remarks
Of hammer headed sharks
The pot will call the kettle black
It's a drunken punchup at a wedding, yeah
Nothing's ever good enough for you
I was there
And it wasn't like that
You came here
Just to start a fight
You had to piss on our parade
You had to shred our big day
You had to ruin it for all concerned
In a drunken punch up at a wedding
Hypocrite opportunist
Don't infect me with your poison
A bull in a china shop
When I turn around you stay
Frozen to the spot
The pointless snide remarks
Of hammer headed sharks
The pot will call the kettle black
It's a drunken punchup at a wedding, yeah
Lyrics submitted by ruben, edited by -109397868
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I read something about this song a long ago, and it was something like this post I found in songfacts.com :
"This was inspired by a negative review to a 2001 concert in Oxford - their home town. It made Thom angry as the band felt the show had been one of their greatest moments and the review had ruined it for them, hence "you had to piss on our parade" etc. Mitchell - Adelaide, Australia
songfacts.com/detail.php
or this one from Rolling Stone magazine:
"A Punchup at a Wedding (No no no no no no no no)" (2003) Tucked away on the back side of Radiohead's longest album, this slinky midtempo deep cut is the closest thing to a diss track that Yorke has ever recorded. Written in response to a nasty review of a hometown gig the band played in July 2001 (one of Yorke's favorite performances), "A Punchup at a Wedding" helps Hail to the Thief bridge the gap from the simmering frustration of its first half to the sneering rage of its second one. "You've come here just to start a fight/You had to piss on our parade," Yorke foams, the taunting piano transforming the song into the badass older brother that "Karma Police" always wanted. D.E. ...