A green plastic watering can For a fake Chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans
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
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 And teach you
Faith, you're driving me away You do it every day You don't mean it But it hurts like hell My brain says I'm receiving pain A lack of oxygen From my
You can force it But it will not come 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
That there's nothing underneath But who are my real friends? Have they all got the bends? Am I really sinking this low? My baby's got the bends, oh
Rows of houses all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole
Limb by limb, and tooth by tooth It's tearing up inside of me Every day, every hour I wish that I was bullet proof Wax me, mould me Heat the pins and
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
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, nice dream
I don't want to be crippled and cracked Shoulders, wrists, knees and back Ground to dust and ash Crawling on all fours When you've got to feel it in
You bite through the big wall The big wall bites back You just sit there and sulk Sit there and bawl You are so pretty When you're on your knees Disinfected
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
번역: 라디오 헤드. 숨어!.
: you can force it but it will not come. 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
: 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
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
