Oh no, pop is dead, long live pop
It died an ugly death by back-catalogue
And now you know it gets you nowhere
And now you know, you realize
Oh no, pop is dead, it just gave up
We raised the dead but they won't stand up
And radio has salmonella
And now you know you're gonna die
He left this message for us
So what pop is dead, it's no great loss
So many facelifts, his face flew off
The emperor really has no clothes on
And his skin is peeling off
Oh no, pop is dead, long live pop,
One final line of coke to jack him off
Jack him off
He left this message for us
He left this message for us
He's dead, He's dead, Pop is dead
He's dead, He's dead, Pop is dead
He's dead, He's dead, Pop is dead
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Available on: Pablo Honey (Japan CD), Pop Is Dead (UK), Stop Whispering (US CD1), Anyone Can Play Guitar (Australian Souvenir), Stop Whispering (Australia).
Other Versions: None.
Bound for Pablo Honey, this song was actually left off the album and instead released as the band's final single of 1993. Thom describes it as "a kind of epitaph of 1992. Hence the lines, 'Pop is dead / [long live pop] / died an ugly death by back catalogue'" (Paphides). Band members seem to concur that this is a very weak track, deserving of the scathing reviews it received. Nevertheless, it's a catchy rocker with clever lyrics and explosive guitar lines. [Radiohead: From a Great Height]
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