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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 airplane
Falling asleep against the windowpane
My blood will thicken

I need to wash myself again
To hide all the dirt and pain cause I'd be scared
That there's nothing underneath
And 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

Just lying in a bar with my drip feed on
Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen
And I wish it was the sixties, I wish I 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 C.I.A.
The tanks and the whole marines to blow me away
To blow me sky-high

Baby's got the bends
We don't have any real friends

Just lying in a 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

I want to live, breathe
I want to be part of the human 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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from Demo 7​/​21 (Live), released August 23, 2016
Written by Thom Yorke, Jonny Greenwood, Ed O'Brien, Colin Greenwood, and Philip Selway

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