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Harrowdown Hill – Thom Yorke

Don’t walk the plank like I did
You will be dispensed with
When you’ve become inconvenient
In the harrowdown hill
Where you went to school
That’s where I am
That’s where I’m lying down

Did I fall or was I pushed?
Did I fall or was I pushed?
And where’s the blood?
And where’s the blood?

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 cant 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

Can you see me when I’m running?
Can you see me when I’m running?
Away from them

I can’t take their pressure
No one cares if you live or die
They just want me gone
They want me gone

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 cant do anything about it

We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can’t count

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

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Cymbal Rush – Thom Yorke

Try to save it but it doesn’t come off the rock
Try to build a wall that is high enough

It’s all boiling over a
All boiling over

Try to save your house
Try to save your songs
Try to run
But it follows you up a hill

It’s all boiling over
All boiling over
Your little voice
Your little voice

No more conversation
No more conversation
You should took me out when you had the chance
You should took me out when you had the chance
All the rooms were numbered
And the losers turned away
Don’t turn away
Don’t turn away

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Black Swan – Thom Yorke

What will grow crooked, you can’t make straight
It’s the price you gotta pay
Do yourself a favour and pack you bags
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Buy a ticket and get on the train

Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up

People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And laid down in the bitumen
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn’t happening
No, it just isn’t happening

And it’s fucked up, fucked up
And this is fucked up, fucked up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it’s not.
But it isn’t, but it isn’t

You cannot kickstart a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don’t care what the future holds
Cause I’m writin’ out today
With your fingers you can touch me

I’m your black swan, black swan
But I made it to the top, made it to the top
This is fucked up, fucked up

You are fucked up, fucked up
This is fucked up, fucked up

Be your black swan, black swan
I’m for spare parts, broken up

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The Present Tense – Thom Yorke

This dance
This dance
It’s like a weapon
Like a weapon
Of self defense
Self defense
Against the present
Against the present
Present tense

I won’t get heavy
Don’t get heavy
Keep it light and
Keep it moving
I am doing
No harm
As my world
Comes crashing down
I’m dancing
Freaking out
Deaf, dumb, and blind

In you I’m lost
In you I’m lost

I won’t turn around when the penny drops
I won’t stop now
I won’t slack off
Or all this love
Will be in vain

Stop from falling
Down a mine
It’s no one’s business but mine
That all this love
Could be in vain

In you I’m lost
In you I’m lost
In you I’m lost
In you I’m lost

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