June 2001
Length: 1:58
Disc: Amnesiac
Tablature: Guitar

This is an instrumental. Simply Thom on guitar playing a track. It's quite spaced out in that there are real lingering gaps between the notes. But it's cool... Kinda eerie, but cool. The track was played live during the 2001 tour. It's very interesting, but serves more as an interlude than an actually brilliant track. Having said that, it's like Pulk in that some people thing it's amazing, others don't like it at all. I personally think it's quite decent, but nothing to write home about. Quite short, too.

It's apparently linked to that kids song we all used to sing when we were... kids. You know the one! Unless you're American. You lot don't seem to know of it. Anyway, I'm gonna try and remember it as best I can... >_< Hnnnn...

We're going on a bear hunt
We're going on a bear hunt
We're not scared
We're not scared
I've got a gun in my pocket
Got a gun in my pocket
And bullets
And bullets
Long wavy grass
Can't go over it
Can't go under it
Let's go through it

And it continues like that, as your whole class sings about crawling down holes, swimming across lakes, climbing up trees. Then finally reaching a cave, finding the bear, and running home scared. Ahh, bless us. We were so innocent back then.

This poem was found at too... (Well, I found it at Green Plastic Radiohead but shhhh!) It's pretty unnerving. I think so anyway.

We're going hunting for bears. La la la we're not scared. 3.15 am driving back from a party in New York in a black stretch limousine. Up ahead we see a pool of black liquid and a bundle on 42nd Street, in the middle of the deserted road. As we came close we heard a woman screaming and crying. A few passers-by had stopped to look. The black pool was a negro man's blood pouring like a tap from a hole in the side of his head. The driver slowed up as we drove past and I think I saw the sprawled body spasm as the blood pumped out of the bullet hole. We drove on in silence listening to the woman's scream dying away in the distance. We called the NYPD on the mobile in the back of the limo and drove back to the hotel in silence. We're going hunting for bears. La la la. We're not scared.

They might not be scared, but I am o_o

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