Great song and an even better video. 'Remind Me' by Royksopp.

He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

Lucky Man (ELP)

When we are angry or pissed off, we blame our luck, we wish we were never born. But then someone reminds us that we are better off than a lotta people, poor people, the invalids and all, and we feel better . So I was thinking there must be people in the world who cannot be consoled by being told that they are better off than someone. There must be people who don't feel good about life at all, who have nothing to live for, don't they wish that they go to sleep and never wake up.The poor people, who beg to get food on their table , do they parents or anyone close tell them that hey atleast you're not poor-er. I mean it can't get worse for some people. I wish I could spend a day in their minds. I really do.
On that note I'd like to thank God, something I should be doing quite often and the next time I get suicidal I should THINK twice. cheerio.

Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
While the death count gets higher
Then you hide in your mansion
While the young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

-Masters Of War by Mr. Zimmy (Bob Dylan)

This is the new Radiohead song 'All I Need' , after watching this I think the new album is worth the wait. Its been 4 long years since Hail To The Thief.