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Radiohead
The Bends |
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Planet Telex The Bends High & Dry Fake Plastic Trees Bones Nice Dream Just My Iron Lung Bullet Proof..I Wish I Was Black Star Sulk Street Spirit (Fade Out) PLANET TELEX You can force it but it will not come true You can taste it but it will not form You can crush it but it's always here You can crush it but it's always near Chasing you home saying everything is broken everyone is broken You can force it but it will stay stung You can crush it as dry as a bone You can walk it home straight from school You can kiss it you can break all the rules but still everything is broken everyone is broken Why can't you forget ? top THE BENDS where do we go from here? the words are coming out all weird where are you now when i need you? alone on an aeroplane falling asleep beside the window pane my blood will THICKEN. I need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain I'd be scared that there's nothing underneath and who are my real friends? have they all got the bends? am i really sinking this low? my baby's got the bends we don't have any real friends i'm just lying in a bar with my drip feed on talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen i wish it was the sixties i wish i could be happy i wish i wish i wish that something would happen.. where do we go from here? the words are coming out all weird where are you now when i need you? they brought in the CIA the tanks and the whole marines to blow me away to blow me sky high. i want to live and breath i want to be part of the human race top HIGH & DRY two jumps in a week i bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy flying on your motorcycle watching all the ground beneath you drop you'd kill yourself for recognition kill yourself to never ever stop you broke another mirror you're turning into something you are not don't leave me high don't leave me dry drying up in conversation you will be the one who cannot talk all your inside fall to pieces you just sit there wishing you could still make love they're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out they're the ones who'll spit at you you will the one screaming out it's the best thing that you ever had top FAKE PLASTIC TREES Her green plastic wateringcan For her fake chinese-rubberplant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself It wears her out She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyreneman Who just crumbles and burns He used to do surgery for girls In the eighties But GRAVITY always wins And it wears him out top BONES I don't wanna be a krippled kranked shoulders wrinst knees and back ground to dust and ash crawling on all fours when you've got to feel it in your bones now i can't climb the stairs pieces missing everywhere prozak painkillersss when you've got to feel it in your bones and i used to fly like Peter Pan all the children flew when i touched their hands top NICE DREAM they love me like i was a brother they protect me listen to me they dug me my very own garden gave me sunshine made me happy nice dream i call up my friend the good angel she says she would love to come help but the sea would electrocute us all nice dream if you think that you're being strong enough if you think you belong enough nice dream top JUST can't get the stink off he's been hanging round for days comes like a comet suckered you but not your friends one day he'll get to you teach you how to be a holy cow don't get my symphaty hanging out the 15th floor you've changed the locks 3 times he still comes reeling trough the door and soon he'll get to you teach you how to get the purest hell you do it to yourself you do and that's what really hurts you do it to yourself just you you and noone else you do it to youself top MY IRON LUNG faith your driving me away you do it everyday you don't mean it but it hurts like HELL my brain says im receiving pain a lack of oxygen from my life suppoRT my irOn lUng weRe too young to fall asleep too cynical to speak we are losing it can't you tell? we scratch our eternal itch our twentieth century bitch and we are gratEful for our irOn lUng The Headshrinkers, They want everything, My uncle Bill, My Belisha Beacon suck suck your teenage thumb toilet trained and dumb when the power runs out we'll just humm this this is our new song just like the last one a total w.a.s.t.e of time my irOn lUng top BULLET PROOF..I WISH I WAS limb by limb and tooth by tooth tering up inside of me everyday everyhour wish that i was bullet proof wax me mould me heat the pins and stab them in you have turned me into this just wish that it was bullet proof so pay me money and take a shot lead-fill the hole in me i could burst a million bubbles all surrogate & bullet proof top BLACK STAR i get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown well what am i to do? i know all the things around your head and what they do to you what are we coming to? what are we gonna do? blame it on the black star blame it on the falling sky blame it on the satellite that beams me home. the troubled words of a troubled mind i try to understand what is eating you. i try to stay awake but it's 58hrs since that i last slept with you. what are we coming to? i just don't know anymore. i get on the train and just stand about now that i don't thin of you. i keep falling over i keep passing out when i see a face like you. what am i coming to? i'm gonna melt down. top SULK you bite throgh the big wall the big wall bites back you sit there and sulk sit there and bawl you are so pretty when you're on your knees disinfected eager to please sometimes you sulk sometimes you burn good rest your soul when the loving comes and we've alrwady gone just like your dad you'll never change each time it comes it eats me alive i try to behave but it eats me alive so i declare a holiday fall asleep drift away. top STREET SPIRIT (FADE OUT) rows of houses all bearing down on me i can feel their blue hands touching me all the things in all positions all these things will one day take control and fade out again and fade out this machine will not communicate these thoughts and the strain i am under be a world child form a cicle before we all go under and fade out again and fade out again cracked eggs dead birds scream as they fight for life i can feel death can see it's beady eyes all these things into frution all these things we'll one day swallow whole and fade out again and fade out again. iMMersE your soUL in LOVE. top |
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