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Don't walk the plank like I did You will be dispensed with When you've become Inconvenient Up on Harrowdown hill Near where you used to go to school That's where I That's where I'm lying down Did I fall or was I pushed? Did I fall or was I pushed? Then, where's the blood? Then, where's the blood? But I'm coming home, I'm coming home To make it all right, so dry your eyes We think the same things at the same time We just can't do anything about it We think the same things at the same time We just can't do anything about it So don't ask me, ask the ministry Don't ask me, ask the ministry We think the same things at the same time There are so many of us, so you can't count We think the same things at the same time There are too many of us, so you can't count (Dry your eyes) can you see me when I'm running? Can you see me when I'm running (Dry your eyes) away from them? Away from them (Dry your eyes) I can't take the pressure No one cares if you live or die (Dry your eyes) they just want me gone They want me gone But I'm coming home, I'm coming home To make it all right, so dry your eyes (dry your eyes) We think the same things at the same time We just can't do anything about it We think the same things at the same time There are too many of us, so you can't There are too many of us, so you can't count It was me leading to the backroom, Harrowdown hill It was me leading to the back on Harrowdown hill It was a slippery, slippery, slippery slope It was a slippery, slippery, slippery slope I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness I feel me (dry your eyes)
Writer(s): Thomas Yorke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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