RADIOHEAD

High & dry

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 kill yourself for recognition.
Kill yourself to
never
ever
stop.
You broke another mirror. You are turning into something you are not.

Drying up in conversation
you will be the one who cannot talk.
All your inside fall to pieces.
You just sit there
wishing
you
could
still
make
love.
They are the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world
    all sussed out.
They are the ones who'll spit at you.
You will be the one
screaming
out.

It's the best thing that you ever had.
Is gone away.

Bullet proof... I wish I was

Limb by limb and tooth by tooth
It's tearing up inside of me
Everyday, every hour wish that I
Was bullet proof

Wax me
Mould me
Heat the pins and stab them in
You have turned me into this
Just wish that it
Was bullet proof
Was bullet proof

So pay me money and take a shot
Lead-fill the hole in me
I could burst a million bubbles
All surrogate
And bullet proof
And bullet proof
And bullet proof
And bullet proof