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Stop the Seal Slaughter Maya
Fortified with the gift of gibber, eats anything apart from liver. lives with 2 dogs and a stinky brother and a dad and a mother. and a cracked polystyrene man who just crumbles, yeah crumbles and burns. and she likes radiohead, a lot of metal, jazz, celtic music, a lot of people, 'Johnny The Homicidal Maniac' & 'Bear' & 'Skeleton Key' comics and her two shih tzus - Abby (Abigail) and Kusho. I WANT: Nothing

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[and in that little hollow i go to, to keep the strange pain secret, i find you]
Saturday, 28 February 2009

My Iron Lung Lyrics, performed by Radiohead in the album The Bends

Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it
But it hurts like hell

My brain says I'm recieving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung

We're too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can't you tell?

We scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for
Our iron lung

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out
We'll just hum

This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

You do it everyday
You don't mean it
But it hurts like hell

My brain says I'm recieving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung

We're too young to fall asleep
To cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can't you tell?

We scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for
Our iron lung

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out
We'll just hum

This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon


because oxygen is a drug
11:54