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  • Creep
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  • No Surprises
  • Fake Plastic Trees
  • High and Dry
  • Everything in Its Right Place
  • Airbag
  • 15 Step
  • All I Need
  • Let Down
  • Bodysnatchers
  • Reckoner
  • Exit Music (for a Film)
  • Lucky
  • Jigsaw Falling Into Place
  • House of Cards
  • Subterranean Homesick Alien
  • Idioteque
  • Nude
  • Just
  • Street Spirit (Fade Out)
  • Faust Arp
  • Climbing Up the Walls
  • Electioneering
  • Videotape
  • Weird Fishes/Arpeggi
  • My Iron Lung
  • The National Anthem
  • How to Disappear Completely
  • Pyramid Song
  • Fitter Happier
  • The Bends
  • The Tourist
  • Optimistic
  • Kid A
  • Planet Telex
  • Treefingers
  • I Might Be Wrong
  • Knives Out
  • Morning Bell
  • Bones
  • In Limbo
  • Black Star
  • Motion Picture Soundtrack
  • You
  • Packt Like Sardines In A Crushd Tin Box
  • Lotus Flower
  • Sulk
  • Thinking About You
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Where do we go from here?
The words are coming out all weird
Where are you now, when I need you?

Alone on 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
'Cos I'd be scared
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 no
We don't have any real friends, no, no, no

Just lying in the bar
With my drip feed on
Talking to my girlfriend
Waiting for something to happen

I wish it was the sixties
I wish we 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
And where are you?

They brought in the CIA
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

Just lying in the bar
With my drip feed on
Talking to my girlfriend
Waiting for something to happen

I wish it was the sixties
I wish I could be happy
I wish, I wish, I wish
That something would happen

I wanna live, 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?

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