My Iron Lung

by Radiohead

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Lyrics

Faith, you're dri- ving me a-way, you do it ev-ery day, you don't mean it, but it hurts like hell. My brain says I'm re-cei-ving pain, a lack of ox-y-gen from my life sup-port, my i-ron lung. We're too young to fall a-sleep, too cy-ni-cal to speak. We are lo-sing it. Can't you tell? We scratch our e-ter-nal itch, our twen- tieth cen-tury bitch and we are grate-ful for our i- ron lung. The head-shrin-kers, they want ev-'ry-thing. My Un-cle Bill, my Be-li-sha bea-con. The head-shrin-kers, they want ev-'ry-thing. My Un-cle Bill, my Be-li-sha bea-con. Suck, suck your tee-nage thumb, toi- let trained and dumb. When the power runs out, we'll just hum. This, this is our new song, just like the last one. A to-tal waste of time, my i- ron lung. The head-shrin-kers, they want ev-'ry-thing. My Un-cle Bill, my Be-li-sha bea-con. The head-shrin-kers, they want ev-'ry-thing. My Un-cle Bill, my Be-li-sha bea-con. And if you're frigh-tened, you can be frigh-tened, you can be, it's O-K. And if you're frigh-tened, you can be frigh-tened, you can be, that's O-K! The head-shrin-kers, they want ev-'ry-thing. My Un-cle Bill, my Be-li-sha bea-con. The head-shrin-kers, they want ev-'ry-thing. My Un-cle Bill, my Be-li-sha bea-con.

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