Texty:
Radiohead The Bends

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

: 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