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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
Fall asleep on against the window pane
My blood will thickenI need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain
Cos I’d be scared that there’s nothing underneath
But who are my real friends
Have they all got the bends
Am I really sinking this lowMy baby’s got the bends, oh no
We don’t have any real friends, no, no, noJust lying in the 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 happenWhere do we go from here
The planet is a gunboat in a sea of fear
And where are you
They brought in the CIA, the tanks and the whole marines,
To blow me away, to blow me sky highMy baby’s got the bends
We don’t have any real friendsJust lying in the 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 happenI wanna live, breathe
I wanna be part of the human race
I wanna live, breathe
I wanna be part of the human race, race, race, raceWhere do we go from here
The words are coming out all weird
Where are you now when I need you© Thom Yorke, 1995
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