Where do we go from here? The words are coming out all weird Where are you now when I need you? Alone in an aeroplane Falling asleep against 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 lying in a bar with my drip feed on talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen And 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 planet is a gunboat in a sea of fear Where are you when I need you? They brought in the C.I.A. The tanks, and the whole marines to blow me away To blow me sky high.
My baby's got the bends We don't have any real friends I'm lying in a bar with my drip feed on talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen And I wish it was the sixties I wish I could be happy I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen.
I want to live and breathe I wanna be part of the human race I wanna live, breathe I wanna be part of the human race, race, race, race
Where do we go from here The words are coming out all weird Where are you now when I need you
Compositores: Colin Charles Greenwood (Colin Greenwood) (PRS), Edward John O'brien (Edward O Brien) (PRS), Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood (Jonathan Greenwood) (PRS), Philip James Selway (Philip Selway) (PRS), Thomas Edward Yorke (Thom Yorke) (PRS)Editor: Keyboard Music Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2009 (08/Jun) e lançado em 2005ECAD verificado obra #2613750 e fonograma #1538282 em 03/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM